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: As a child or teenager, did you ever say, “I wish I was dead!”?
Sentence: Alex’s mother was not frail, merely overwhelmed.
Paragraph: My first introduction to Brad Elliot did not go as planned. First of all, he was a no-show at Cynthia and Howard’s holiday open house, which they wanted to host just for my benefit, hoping I wouldn’t be alone at Christmas – again. Not that I felt lonely, but I could not convince my BFF of that. Although I truly had enough holiday memories to keep me warm for decades, Cynthia insisted on hooking me up with potential new memory-makers. However, Elliot, it seemed, had no such inclination to be one. After three consecutive stand-ups, I refused to consider any further attempts. Besides, I had plenty of other things to do than meet some ex-soldier, cousin of Howard’s.
Prompt: Relate the first time you felt excruciating pain.
Word of the Day: entelechy – n. 1. a realization or actuality as opposed to a potentiality. 2. (in vitalist philosophy) a vital agent or force directing growth and life. (RANDOM HOUSE WEBSTER’S COLLEGE DICTIONARY, 1991)
If your work needs a title, tweaking, or critiquing, please do not hesitate to ask. Cyranette is here for you.