Monday, September 19, 2011

PROMPT NUMBER 38

I've got a confession to make, people - I still haven't finished last week's story! But I will. Just got to...slap myself around a little. Suffice it to say the story already got weird - a girl's liver is talking to her. Or rather, it's telling her off, practically screaming at her. Not quite sure how it's going to end yet... Maybe I'll wind up with a novel about a talking liver??

Anyway...this week's prompt is...this:

Write 1,000-10,000 words of prose (or, ya know, 333-3,333 words of that verse stuff) based on the following:

"That sweltering calm I'd never known

Blue skies and home"

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6 comments:

  1. MichaelSeptember 19, 2011 at 10:35 AM

    You could call it "Liver Let Die!" :P

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  2. JenniferSeptember 19, 2011 at 1:49 PM

    Cool rhyme.

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  3. Brooke R. BusseSeptember 19, 2011 at 4:55 PM

    I actually finished last week's story! Of course, I still have to finish (and start!) #35 and #36 but at least I'm not falling anymore behind.

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  4. TrishaSeptember 19, 2011 at 5:13 PM

    Michael, at present it's titled "When a liver vents its spleen" :P

    Good job Brooke!!

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  5. Brooke R. BusseSeptember 19, 2011 at 9:03 PM

    OMG, I already finished this week's story. It must be some kind of record!

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  6. TrishaSeptember 20, 2011 at 12:21 AM

    WOOOOOOOOAH. Good job Brooke!! I think it may well be a record... at least in my living Chrysalis memory. hehe

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