Writing Prompt: Cow and Wind

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Cow and Wind

Brittany jolted awake. She looked at the clock. It was three in the morning. The sound of the alarm was jolting on her alarm. She couldn’t figure out the reason she would have put an alarm for three. Then everything hit her at once causing her to sit up straight in her bed fully awake. 

Todd had had an accident while out riding one of the new horses. He was okay, but he was out of commission for a while due to his leg being broken in four places. This put the farm down a hand. Naturally, they called Brittany knowing she’d drop everything to come to help the family. 

She dressed quickly and made her way to the kitchen. She needed a good meal if she was going to tough out what was in store for her. She noticed a note left for her in the kitchen detailing everything she would be doing for the day. She spent a few moments reading over everything before deciding what to eat.

“Wow, Todd. Did you leave any chores for the rest of the family?”

“Not if I could help it.”

“Gees, Todd! You scared me. What are you doing awake? Shouldn’t you be resting?”

“I’ve slept for four days now. I came to see if my baby sister would need to ask me anything before she started her long day.”

“Actually, I do. About the cow…”

“Betsy. She just had her first calf a week ago. There have some complications, but things seem to be okay now. You just have to be careful with her. She’s still testy.”

“Lovely. It looks like the wind is strong today.”

“Yes, it does. Sadly, we have to brave through it so we can get everything done. I’m sorry I can’t be more helpful. I also don’t think you should be doing this all by yourself. I asked for Brad. Not you. Not that I don’t love you, sis.”

“Brad’s gone, Todd. He decided that his secretary was a better fit for him than me.”

“Excuse me?”

“I don’t really want to talk about it.”

“Okay. Fine. But when my leg heals, I’m heading up to Indiana to talk to the fucker.”

“Todd, please. It’s just not worth it.”

“You should come home. We need you here. Mom needs you. You’re her only daughter. She worries about you every day.”

“I’ll think about it. Let’s see how my stay goes and then we’ll talk about it.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. Now, since you’re already up. How about some breakfast? Want me to make my usual comfort filled breakfast?”

“You talked me into it! You sure know how to take care of a man.”

“That’s debatable.” 

“Hey, now. Don’t go talking about my favorite sister like that!”

“I’m your only sister!”

“That just makes you all the more special to me!”

“You’re such a charmer.”

“I do try my best.”

The silence that filled the room after the conversation was comfortable. She couldn’t help smiling at the whole ordeal. She had missed her brother. He always took care of her and looked after her. If she was being honest, she missed being home. But sometimes it just felt like Mississippi wasn’t big enough for her. She felt smothered. Other days it felt like she was struggling to breathe being away.

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Writing Prompt: Thrill and Computer

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Thrill and Computer

Cora just managed to hide inside the locker when she heard the footsteps right outside her locker. She hesitantly peeped out of the slots of the locker hoping that whoever it was wouldn’t see her. She couldn’t risk her curiosity. Who would be inside the locker room at this time of day? What could they possibly be wanting? Surely they knew that the gym had been closed for two hours?

She stifled a gasp as she realized who was standing before her. She shrank back in the locker barely daring to breathe. His being here wasn’t a good sign. If he knew she was there, she would be in real trouble. She prayed that she would be able to get out and sneak off soon. The thrill of the whole ordeal was wearing off quickly. 

As soon as the thought had formed in her head, she heard a door slam in the distance. She squeezed her eyes shut not wanting to be where she was any longer. She wished she could teleport herself anywhere but here. She wanted to scream as she heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.

“What took you so long?”

“Don’t give me that attitude, darling. I am actually early.”

“I feel like I’ve been waiting here for ages. What if I get caught?”

“That, my dear, is not my problem. Did you bring the computer?”

“I’m not telling you that. Just know it’s in a safe location.”

“Not good enough. You will tell me where it is and you will tell me now.”

“Not until I get my money.”

“You see. That’s the problem with men. You’re all greedy scum. You want all the money. All the power. All the sex. You don’t want to give anything for it though.”

“I’m giving you information that could get me killed. It’s worth the money spent.”

“You’re right. This information could get you killed.”

Without warning, the woman plunged a knife into the man’s gut. She smiled as he fell down to the ground. She didn’t even notice when he looked over at the lockers. Exactly where Cora was. Cora noticed though. Her heart sped up. She thought it was going to jolt out of her chest at any time. Leaving the knife in him, the woman took his phone and his wallet. 

“You don’t have to tell me anything. I have all the information I need right here. Trust me. I will find the computer. The information will be mine. I sincerely hope it takes a long time for you to perish.”

She left as quickly as she came in. Cora was panting and terrified. She didn’t know what to do. She listened for the door to close. Once it did, she sat for five minutes before coming out. She rushed right to the man she had known all her life.

“Brad! No!”

“There’s no time, Cora. You have to listen carefully. The computer is in our spot. Where we first kissed. Please take it and run. Leave this city. Hell, leave the country. Do not be found.”

“But what about you?”

“I’ll be fine. I pushed the emergency alert button on my watch. Go!”

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Writing Prompts: Fun and City

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Fun and City

Stacia took one last look in the mirror. The blue dress she had on was sure to turn heads, but she was feeling uncomfortable. This was the first time she had been out in a long time. She refused to think about the last time she had been out or what had happened since. She was finally healing and didn’t want to open that wound up again. 

She took one last look at her phone. There was a major event that was going on in the city near her that looked like it would be a lot of fun. She was surprised to find herself actually looking forward to going. It was rumored there would be a concert held that would feature a lot of really popular local artists. There was also a food tasting section that was supposed to have foods from all over the world to try. She didn’t know much else about it, but that it would be huge.

Vanessa was suspiciously very tight lipped about the event. It wasn’t like her to not spill every single detail about big events in the area the moment she caught wind of it. That girl was a party animal through and through and couldn’t resist hitting every single event she could find. 

Now that Stacia thought about it, Vanessa had been acting really strange for awhile. It was like she was hiding something. She decided to call her. It rang four times before Vanessa actually picked up. Stacia was starting to think that she wasn’t going to answer at all. It gave her a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Vanessa always answered within the first ring.

“Hey Sexy Stacia! What’s up?”

“Just getting ready. Are you sure this is going to be worth going to, Nessa? I’d hate to think I took tomorrow off for nothing.”

“Girl we are going to have so much fun! I’m so glad you’re coming out. I was so convinced I was going to have to come drag you out kicking and screaming!”

“You would not have had to drag me out. You’re much too persuasive for that. Actually, has anybody told you what a pain in the ass you can be sometimes?”

“You do practically all the time!” She laughed. “Actually, there’s somebody I want you to meet tonight.”

“Nessa…..”

“It’s not like that at all. I guess it’s just time to come out in the open with it. I’m seeing somebody. I have been for awhile. It’s been complicated to say the least.”

“I want to hear everything. Leave nothing out.”

“Later Stac. I promise. It’s just better in person. You’ll see.”

“Fine. Leave me in suspense. See if I care. Maybe I’ll be so bored with the story I’ll have the best night of sleep in my entire life!”

“I can assure you that you will find nothing about this boring. Am I still picking you up?”

“Yes. My car is still in the shop. Again!”

“Ugh! The nerve of those assholes! Okay! See you in an hour!”

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Poem: I Thought

Normally on Saturdays, I post a writing prompt I worked on. However, this week I wanted to do something special. I want to share a poem I recently wrote. It’s special to me because I haven’t really been able to write poetry much in a very long time. This hit me hard and it didn’t go until I wrote it out. I hope you enjoy.

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Writing Prompts: Man and Hammock

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Man and Hammock

It had been two months since the storm that had caused the entire ship of people to be deserted on the island. There were about a dozen of them. After several days of having to hear the whining of the lazy people, they finally got into a routine that made everybody happy. They were able to build a life that they could work with until they were able to be found. 

As time went on, rescue attempts were made. Sadly, not everybody could be taken. Six weeks, only two people had remained. Julianne and Frederick. Julianne didn’t mind being one of the last people left on the island if it meant she got to spend some intimate moments with him. She couldn’t deny the ever building attraction to him. His willingness to assist and please her didn’t hurt either.

She was laying in the hammock he had built her earlier in the week contemplating the life she lived before she was stranded. She had grown very bored. She was waiting on Federick to bring back a book and some food. She even found his company very boring right now. He was an attractive man, but he was not very clever. He would not be a man that she would fall in love with and spend the rest of her life with. He would be a man that she would have many great nights of pleasure. Nothing more.

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Writing Prompts: Heaven and Rose

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Heaven and Rose

The funeral seemed to go on forever. Rose was slowly losing the facade she was trying to hold strong to. She was shattered. She had experienced many loved ones dying in her life. None of them had impacted her as much as this one did. It’s one thing to watch somebody who’s suffered for a long time die. It’s quite another for someone who’s so young and full of life to just be gone with no warning. 

She heard the whispers around her before the funeral started. They couldn’t understand why she hadn’t shed a single tear. This was her sister after all. Why wasn’t she at least sad? She was disappointed with their judgmental attitudes, but she wasn’t going to let it get to her. She knew she cried. She cried so hard most nights that she stopped breathing. She was bound and determined not to show that in public though. She had to be strong. For her mother especially.

Rose listened as the preacher droned on and on about how Peyton was in Heaven now and that she was happy. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She knew Peyton would be just as annoyed as she was. She’d probably be more vocal about it than Rose was. That’s how Peyton was. They were twins. They looked exactly alike. 

Their personalities couldn’t be more different. Peyton was loud and vivacious. She was the party girl who spoke her mind with no regard to the consequences. Her grades were acceptable. She was lucky to have gotten accepted to two of the five schools she applied to. Rose was the practical one. She followed society guidelines and did as she was told. She followed every rule and kept to a strict schedule. Her grades were always top of the line in school. She was accepted into every school she applied to. 

Despite their differences, Rose and Petyon were extremely close. After the accident, everybody expected Rose to fall apart. Some were even convinced she would develop a personality change that would forever alter her as they knew it. They were shocked when she maintained composure. She did what she was supposed to. She took care of her family. She was the strong backbone that held everybody together.

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Writing Prompts: Pasta and Garlic

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Pasta and Garlic

Stephanie pulled up her hair in a tight bun. She checked her uniform one more time to make sure that it was as pristine as Chef Joel required of all of his employees. They were in for a long day. The venue was booked solid all day long with multiple parties. She knew that there were three weddings and a 50th birthday party booked at least. 

Luckily, they already had most things prepped and ready to go for all events for the day. It wasn’t getting everything prepared in time that stressed her. It was Chef Joel. He had made it a point to wait for her at the end of the day yesterday to ask her on a date. She was too shocked to answer. He told her to think about it and that they could talk about it at the end of the day. 

She knew that she wouldn’t have to worry about dealing with it right away. They would all be too focused on preparing the dishes for the events. She promptly went into the kitchen and made sure that all of her belongings were placed in her locker. Once she locked them up, she went to wash her hands and begin her work. 

Shortly after she began prepping for her part of the dishes, Hector came in with all of the groceries they would need. The team dropped what they were doing and migrated to him to help him distribute all of the ingredients needed for the dishes. They soon became alarmed to discover that he had forgotten two very crucial items.

“Hector! How could you forget the pasta and the garlic? Garlic I could understand, but pasta?”

“I swear I had them. I must have left them at the checkout counter.”

“Well, regardless of what happened, you have to go back! Just take Stephanie with you. Now! Go!”

Stepanie and Hector looked at Chef Joel in shock. Stephanie tried to point out that she had too much to prep to have time to go to the store with him to get the ingredients and why couldn’t they send the assistant instead. He wasn’t hearing any of it and after a twenty minute argument, Hector and Stephanie were on their way to get the food. They were five minutes down the road when Hector broke the silence.

“I have a confession.”

“What’s up, Hector?”

“I didn’t forget either item.”

“What?!”

“I’m sorry! Look. I knew he’d send you and I really needed to talk to you.”

“You couldn’t have waited until the end of the day?”

“No because by then it wouldn’t matter.”

“What’s going on?”

“Look. Margie saw you. With Amber.”

“Oh no.”

“Yeah. Look. I don’t want to get in your business. I just want you to be careful. Chef Joel is really obsessed with you. Very unnaturally so. If he finds out….”

“I get it. Thank you for telling me. He actually asked me out last night. Told me to think about it.”

“I know. That’s why I needed to talk to you today. Before the end of the day. You can’t turn him down. I’m afraid of what will happen if you do.”

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Writing Prompts: Patience and Cake

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Patience and Cake

Julie was frazzled. There were three hours left until the party. Only half of the decorations and food were prepared. She could have a lot done if she had help. She wasn’t allowed to ask for that though. Fuming, she set about preparing as best and as fast as she could. 

She was in the middle of preparing the ingredients for the cake when her husband walked in. He walked up to her and put his arms around her waist. She stiffened. She couldn’t help it. She was annoyed with him. He didn’t want to help prepare for the party, but he wouldn’t allow her to call her sisters over to help either. 

“Wow. This looks amazing, love. Better get a move on it though. Party will be starting before we know it!”

“I know! And I need help. I bloody told you this. But no. You’re too good to help me and heaven forbid I ask Cindy and Tracy to help.”

“If you ask them to help, they will expect to come to the party. These people are too important for us to have family and friends over.”

“Or me. Am I still allowed to go to my sister’s house? Or am I going to be forced to stay in the kitchen like a kitchen wench meant to serve?”

“Damn, Julie. What’s wrong with you? This is a huge occasion for me. I could get a big promotion if this goes well. Can’t you just have some patience and be understanding for me?”

“How understanding were you when I needed to go out of town for a meeting for my job?”

“That’s completely different and you know it. My job matters.”

“You did not just say my job doesn’t matter. Tell me you didn’t.”

“I’m not saying it doesn’t. I’m just saying that it doesn’t really matter if the woman works or not.”

“That view is so outdated. You need to get over yourself. We are supposed to be a team. I’m just as successful at what I do as you are.”

“Whatever you say honey.”

Julie screamed in frustration. She went back to preparing without saying a word. She had had enough of his condescending attitude. She wasn’t going to put up with it anymore. Tonight, she was going to her sister’s house and planning her exit from this loveless marriage once and for all. She was done with being treated as little more than property.

She spent the rest of the time getting everything prepared. About ten minutes before the guests were to arrive, she had everything prepared and set exactly as it should be. She called for Drew to come in to inspect everything before she left. 

“Darling, you really outdid yourself this time. Just think how much more you could have done if you hadn’t had to work part of the day.”

“Well, I had a project to do at work that is done by the end of next week. I couldn’t afford to take the time off.”

“One of these days you will realize we really don’t need you to work.” 

“I’m going to Cindy’s house tonight. Tracy and I are spending the night there. Please don’t wait up.”

“I don’t recall giving you permission to do so.”

“I don’t recall asking or needing permission to see my family. Have a terrific night.”

His response was cut off by the doorbell. She knew good and well he wouldn’t continue with the conversation with the company arriving. She promptly went to their bedroom and packed as much as she could and snuck out the back. Once she got in her car, she called Cindy and filled her in.

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Writing Prompt: Painting and School

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Painting and School

Mona took one last look at the photos on the website. She knew without a doubt she had found what she had been looking for. She clicked out of the browser and phoned her boss to schedule a meeting. She had been looking for this for too long. She was beginning to lose all hope of finding it. 

Thirty minutes later, she was at the office showing her boss all the printouts of the school. She also gave him all the intel she could find on the staff and the layout of the building itself. It wasn’t your average school. It was a private school for paranormal students. She found it fitting that what she was looking for would be in a parnamorla finishing school. 

After pouring over all that she had presented him with it, her boss let out a low belly laugh. He confirmed that that was the exact piece that the client had been looking for. He was as amused as she was to find that it had been hidden in the school after all this time. Mona and her company had been searching for it for three years at least. 

She went home and packed a bag. The next day, she was going to take a road trip to see about retrieving the item no matter the cost. Personally, she didn’t see what was so important about it. It was just a painting to her. A gorgeous painting, but a painting nonetheless. After she had packed all of her necessities she’d need for the trip and loaded the car up, she locked up her house and went to sleep. She had a long drive ahead of her. 

**********

Roger chuckled to himself. He knew if he assigned Mona to the case that she would find it. Mona was a shark when it came to finding lost goods. She was Roger’s best agent. It’s why she lasted years after most people had come and gone. He couldn’t wait to tell the client the good news. He picked up the phone while he still had the nerve. It didn’t even ring when he heard the voice on the other line.

“This better be good.”

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Writing Prompt: Peace and Moth

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Peace and Moth

Noel looked at the clock for the fifteenth time that day. It was four and Shirley still hadn’t shown up. She told him she’d be there before the sun even came up. Of course, Noel knew that she was exaggerating and wouldn’t be there that early. Still, he expected her to be there long before now. It was already mid afternoon. He would be clocking out and letting the next shift take over in about an hour. 

A small moth fluttered into the store and landed on Noel’s knuckles. It wasn’t like a normal moth. It was brightly colored and pulled all of Noel’s attention to it. He couldn’t help but to wonder why the moth looked so different and how it had even gotten into the store. Before he could continue his thought process, the moth resumed his flight disappearing from view. A door opening pulled his attention away from the moth entirely.

“Noel! Are you here?”

“Shir! You’re here. I was beginning to worry about you.”

“I know. I know. I’m so sorry. I was heading out the door this morning when I was met at the door by my Ladies’ Peace Society group. They just had to have an emergency meeting and my house was the best option.”

“Oh no! For them to call a meeting meant something very serious must have happened. They barely meet at all if they can help it.”

“Right? Since the major outbreak years ago, they are still hesitant to leave their house. It was very serious. One of our own has decided that she’s going to the press about Thomas.”

“No!”

“Yes! Another girl has come up pregnant in the group home that she helps run. Apparently the girl’s story is just horrifying and she has decided that everybody covering from Thomas has gone on long enough.”

“Are they for or against her going public with this.”

“It’s literally mixed.”

“What? How can it be mixed? Aren’t they always advocating for peace and growth? Wouldn’t seeing people like Thomas going down help the cause?”

“That’s what I would think, but some girls seem to think the opposite. They seem to think that going public would cause the opposite of peace and what we stand for. It got way out of hand. Half of us wound up leaving the group and I kicked everybody out.”

“Even Judith?”

“Maybe not Judith.”

“Are you to…?”

“Wow! Is it really time for you to be off already?”

“Don’t change the subject.”

“I’m not. What do you want to do today? Would you like to go try that new restaurant?” 

“You didn’t tell her.”

She let out a sigh. “I didn’t tell her.”

“Oh.”

“Noel. Don’t.”

“No. I get it. Anyway. Once my replacement goes in, we should go try that place. I’m starving.”

“I’m not ashamed.”

“I know.”

“I have no reason to be ashamed of you, Noel.” 

“Don’t you?”

“What does that mean?”

“Everybody knows I wasn’t exactly born a man.”

“That doesn’t bother me. It never will.”

“It may bother them though, my love.”

“Well that’s their problem.”

“You mean that?”

“Always.”

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