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: How far have you walked or bicycled for something you wanted?
Sentence: Antonia’s mind was filled with lethe.
Paragraph: I let her do things to me and faked my pleasure, for the sake of research. For my book. She had no clue. She got off on hurting me and it did not seem to matter that I did not get off on being hurt, as long as I made the appropriate noises. When she was finished, she would leave and I would lick my wounds, so to speak, and write about the experience, which varied little. The way she looked and squirmed and panted as she gouged my skin, drawing blood, which excited her more, grew tiring. After two weeks, I had had enough. My back would not heal if I let her continue mutilating me with her fingernails and scissors.
Prompt: Name your favorite form of public transportation.
Word of the Day: infecund – adj. not fecund; not fertile; barren (WEBSTER’S NEW WORLD COLLEGE DICTIONARY, 3rd ed., 1996)
If your work needs a title, tweaking, or critiquing, please do not hesitate to ask. Cyranette is here for you.