Write Now Anyway: summer

Rules

Rules:
1. Read the writing prompt, but only the prompt. I don't want your writing to be influenced by my (or anyone else's) response.
2. Sit down and spend 15-30 min writing whatever comes to mind. Poetry, prose, whatever you want, just write something. Don't make it something you labor over. Write. Enjoy.
3. Share in the comments.
4. Please keep it PG-13 and under. Don't go all 50 Shades or Chucky on me.
5. There is a time and a place for constructive criticism. This is not one of them. This is a stretching exercise. Please remember the words of Thumper, "If you can't say nothin' nice, don't say nothin' at all."
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Monday, June 23, 2014

The water flowed ...

I'm keeping it simple today. The prompt is: Finally, it burst, and the water flowed ...

Enjoy!

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My response:

They were all over pinterest. My friends were blogging about the ones they made. My own children ogled the pictures, practically drooling, bouncing on the balls of their feet and begging me to make one for them.

A water blob.

My husband gave me a blank stare when I told him what I planned to do. "A what?!"

I have to admit, it did sound like a horror movie from the 1950s. But I was going to try anyway. It was supposed to be easy!

It was not supposed to bust before I'd even finished filling it.

I'd done what the directions told me to. I bought thick painter's plastic. I folded it in half and ironed around the open edges, sealing the two layers together. I left a little hole open to insert the hose. And I dumped a whole bottle of blue food coloring into the thing, to make it look pretty.

None of the other mothers complained about the edges of the blob getting weak and cracking along the seam where they'd ironed it. They didn't have problems with the plastic stretching thin and springing leaks after their children walked on it with their shoes on (and yes, I did tell them to get off, but sometimes they insist on learning by first-hand experience).

Finally, it burst, and the water flowed out of the plastic blob and onto the grass. And the kids ... well, they had a blast. You'd have thought it was supposed to break and spill out from the giggles and jubilation from my crew.

Pinterest fail.

Mommy win.

I think we'll do this again next week.

Inspriation

In 2012, my friend and I attended an SCBWI conference. Alane Ferguson gave a "First 500" workshop and used a picture as a writing prompt. What I wrote that day became the base to my YA Fantasy about water nymphs, while my friend used the same inspiration to write a MG Historical fiction about a boy who works as a grave robber.
I am fascinated by the creative process, especially how two people can look at something so differently. That is my inspiration for this blog. I love to see how different people look at different things, and what amazing, varied pieces of art we can come up with.