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The condensed directions: Read the cue, react to the cue. There's no right answer, no research required. I cite sources where applicable but it's all about coming up with creative answers. Winners are picked in a week.

The number one rule? Have FUN!!!

05/23 - I'll be naming final winners this week!

Friday, November 6, 2009

After Work Wk #2

Storytime: This week, we continue our story. Below are paragraphs 1 and 2 (thanks to Tabitha). You write paragraph #3, taking the story in whatever direction you like. Just please keep it to a paragraph. A winner will be chosen and then we will continue next week. And so on, building on the previous winners, until we reach a conclusion.
After a long day at work, all I wanted was to sit back, put my feet up, and enjoy a glass of wine before my husband and kids arrived home. I had just settled back in my chair when I heard a crash upstairs.

"Great," I thought, getting up to attend to the situation, "Pickles must have fallen off the bed again. That damn crippled old dog can't see the nose attached to his face." But as I turned toward the staircase, I saw Pickles lying contentedly on the top step, which meant it wasn't him who had caused the loud crash...

There you go, write the third paragraph!

We have a winner!!! (11/13/09)
Frantically I grabbed my cell phone and headed up the stairs. A million horror movies flashed through my mind where the stupid girl runs up the stairs to check out the noise and I tried to nervously laugh my fear away. While I didn't really want to head up the stairs I knew that was the first thing the children would do when they got home. I smiled as I thought of my kids despite the pounding in my heart. Somehow thinking of the girls made me a little braver. Mama Bear was on the prowl and she was out to protect her home from whatever the pending danger may be. I was almost at the top of the stairs when the second to last stair creaked loudly. I paused and held my breath hoping whatever it was up here had not heard me.
Big Ups To: Autumn (@autumn_in_jeans)
Method of Selection: I liked the Mama Bear imagery.

6 comments:

C. Beth said...

I started up the stairs, but as I climbed, I began to feel lightheaded. Then my peripheral vision was replaced with darkness, and what I could see, in the center of my field of vision, was fuzzy. I grabbed the banister, desperately trying to keep myself from falling.

Mike Trippiedi said...

As I was halfway up the stairs, I was stopped by a sudden pounding at my front door. Figuring the noise upstairs could wait, I went to the door and peeked through the peep hole. I couldn't see anything, but it looked as if someone was holding up a finger to the hole blocking my view.

Autumn said...

Frantically I grabbed my cell phone and headed up the stairs. A million horror movies flashed through my mind where the stupid girl runs up the stairs to check out the noise and I tried to nervously laugh my fear away. While I didn't really want to head up the stairs I knew that was the first thing the children would do when they got home. I smiled as I thought of my kids despite the pounding in my heart. Somehow thinking of the girls made me a little braver. Mama Bear was on the prowl and she was out to protect her home from whatever the pending danger may be. I was almost at the top of the stairs when the second to last stair creaked loudly. I paused and held my breath hoping whatever it was up here had not heard me.

Margaret said...

Just as I was going to go up the stairs I figured that I better bring something up there with me to hurt someone if it was someone that had broken in. The only thing that I could find was an umbrella and I also grab my cell phone and had 911 already in the phone so all I had to do was press the call button. As I started up the stairs I could hear what sounded like someone walking around. I had to stop half way up the steps in order to catch my breath.

Seansmoma said...

Curious I ascended the stairs. It occured to me that this was possibly a very bad idea. My heart beat wildly as fear started to creep in. I had learned long ago to trust my instincts. At the top of the stairs I quietly opened the storage closet and removed one of my sons baseball bats. Then I forced myself to continue down the hall.

Autumn said...

Lol thanks!!! Whenever being protective mom comes up I always say "Mama Bear" because it's so true. Threaten a womans kids and see how long it takes before she tears you to threads! Even the worst mothers in the world have a little Mama Bear syndrome when it comes to their kids. With me though, I would kill for my babies if it came down to it. No one messes with my cubs! Lol

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