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 old were you before you noticed that life isn’t all fun and games?
Sentence: Coming out of a lightless solitary confinement, Jackson’s eyes felt rusty.
Paragraph: Across-the-street neighbors, Kitty Marks and Julissa Hirsch had been inseparable since before they could walk and talk. Frequent sleepovers began at age three, otherwise tears flowed. The only reason the girls were parted was for out-of-town family visits, and often one would go with the other’s family. If one was sick, the other would be the nurse. The Marks and Hirsches also shared homeschooling lessons and activities, so no classroom divided their daughters. That the girls would be together their whole lives appeared to be a given. Then, along came puberty.
Prompt: Write a eulogy to something you have to give up (an old pair of shoes, a too-sweet dessert, a destructive relationship, etc.).
Word of the Day: graven – adj. 1. deeply impressed; firmly fixed. 2. carved; sculptured. (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.