“You enthrall me,” she said, even though she knew all about his reputation as a philanderer. To her he was a man of mystery, and it was just that air of his that she found irresistibly intriguing. She also found him to be a little dangerous, which she thought was thrilling…to her dying breath.
(Exactly 54 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “enthral” in exactly 115 words. (I used the common American spelling, “enthrall.”) Image credit: Enamorte@DeviantArt.com.
“Isn’t it beautiful here? So idyllic, so serene,” she said.
“Let’s go skinny dipping,” he said.
“What? No way,” she said.
“Oh come on, babe. It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked,” he said.
“But what if someone sees us?” she asked.
“Look around, babe. We’re alone. We haven’t seen another living soul since we got here. Strip down and I’ll race you to the that grass-covered arch over there,” he said.
“Okay, fine,” she said.
They both stripped down and jumped in the water.
“The water is cold,” he said. Then he screamed, “Ouch!” and jumped out of the water.
“What happened?” she asked.
He pointed to a school of tiny fish. “Those damn little minnows were nibbling on the tip of my….”
Written for the Thursday Photo Prompt from Sue Vincent.
That noise you hear
Is the sound of my groan
As I writhe in pain
Doubled over in agony
That no other malady can match
I am so sick
I just want it to end
My doctor says that antibiotics
Have a role to play
In helping me feel better
I’ve had this before
But if it happens again
Surgery is the answer
Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (noise), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (writhe), Word of the Day Challenge (match), Ragtag Daily Prompt (sick), and The Daily Spur (play). Photo credit: Nevada Museum of Fine Art.
Once again, Linda G. Hill has given us a pair of homophones for our Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. This time the homophones are “chew” and “choo.”
The first thing that came to my mind was when I was a kid and my mother used to admonish me if I didn’t chew my food 32 times before swallowing it. She would actually count how many chews I had made to make sure I chewed it 32 times. Seriously, have you ever tried to chew each morsel of food you put in your mouth 32 times? That’s nuts. What did she think I was, a cow chewing my cud?And what the fuck is “cud,” anyway? Okay, I Googled it and cud is a portion of chewed food that returns from a cow’s stomach to its mouth to be chewed for the second time. Gross. That almost makes me wants to become a vegetarian, for crissake.
Now when it comes to choo, two things came to mind. First, the second part of the sound you make when you sneeze, as in “ah choo!”Second, it’s also what many young kids were taught by their parents was the sound a train makes.But then I learned something I didn’t know. My wife informed me that Choo is the last name of a London-based Malaysian fashion designer best known for the Jimmy Choo brand of handmade (and my wife tells me, very expensive) women’s shoes.Who knew?
Welcome to July 6, 2019 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.
I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).
Today’s word is “writhe.”
Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.
Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.
The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.
And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.