The purpose of this blog is to help writers with their work, to be museful or perhaps instrumental in unclogging thoughts. To this end, I am providing a daily question, beginning sentence, beginning paragraph, prompt, and word-of-the-day to stimulate your “little gray cells.”
Question: When did you realize you were not alone in the world?
Sentence: Plain Pearl Peabody Pierson practiced piercing perfectly porportioned pear pastries.
Paragraph: Within the two acres of Georgina’s gorgeous gardens grew some very dangerous plants. Along the stone wall at the edge of her property, which bordered a small woodland, she had planted oleander, azalea, and rhododendron. The side walls were terraced with chokecherry, snakeroot, rosary pea, and castor bean. In the middle of several flower beds of various shapes and around small water gardens, she placed moonseed, water hemlock, angel’s trumphet, monkshood, narcissus, and nightshade. Gravel, stone-lined paths wound through the large landscape, ending at iron benches beneath rose-covered trellises. Needless to say, her annual garden party invitations were extended only to adults, who would admire and not touch.
Prompt: Compare an event (wedding, funeral, carnival, etc.) you experienced as both a child and an adult and describe the differences and similarities.
Word of the Day: splore – n. merrymaking, festivity; a carousal. – v.i. to folic, carouse; to brag, boast. (MRS. BYRNE’S DICTIONARY of Unusual, Obscure, and Preposterous Words BY JOSEFA HEIFETZ BYRNE. Secaucus, NJ: Citadel Press and University Books, 1974.)
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