Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Words for Wednesday

I am hosting for the month of July 2019.

This meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues led her to bow out for a while. The meme was too much fun to let go, and now Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write. Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, what have you. We can use some or all of the prompts.

Some of us put our creations in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog - please provide the link to your blog in the comments. I would really like it if as many people as possible joined in this fun meme, which includes cheering on the other participants. If you are posting on your own blog - let me know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.

Huge thanks to everyone who joins in the fun and/or comments.

This week's prompts are a photo followed by 2 lists of 4 words each:


(1)
School
Highway
Redhead
Crow

(2)
Yarn
Spider
Knife
Beer

Have fun!

Posted later - my story using the picture and all the words.
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Mrs. Martin, widow woman, had run the private school there. A faded redhead, she would have been in her late fifties then, Caroline reflected. The curriculum had been excellent with the emphasis on the arts. The tower had been a well stocked library, another room was an art studio, yet another was for needle crafts, the colourful yarns seemed to dance on the walls in the morning sun. All so long ago, now Caroline was the same age as Mrs. Martin was way back then. Nearly fifty years ago.

Mrs. Martin would have been horrified at the new bypass from the highway that ran across the house grounds, obliterating all that had been there, the trees where the morning crows would gather, the lavender bushes and the spring bulbs and those intricate pathways. And the fountain!

On impulse, Caroline stopped the car and pulled over. She knew she shouldn't but she grabbed a can of light beer from the six pack on the floor beside her and cracked it open and made a toast to long gone Mrs. Martin and her encouragement of her students. She let the warm liquid slide down her throat and feeling fortified, exited the car and went up to the house. Gosh, sadly, it looked fated for demolition.

She took a pocket knife from her purse and brushing a spider and its web off the door, twisted the blade into the old lock and popped the door open.

This is where it all began, her successful life as a sculptor. Perhaps there was some way of saving this building and making it an art gallery?

Mrs. Martin would be pleased.

39 comments:

  1. Acting on impulse, Debbie took the first exit from the highway and cruised past 'her house'. She had loved it even as a school girl, and she loved it still.
    A fiery redhead even then she had dismissed the yarns (fed by beer and bravado) about it. Depending on who you listened to, her beautiful home was home to giant (and venomous) spiders or the scene of a gruesome knife murders. The crows which lived in the woods behind the home were held up as evidence of its evil past.
    Debbie thought it was beautiful, and that it was crying out for someone to make it their home. Someone like her, who would love and respect it.
    Perhaps, just perhaps, her recent inheritance could make that dream come true.
    YES!!! It was still standing, and even better there was a For Sale sign in the driveway.
    Her heart beat faster as she headed straight to the agency listed on that sign...

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    1. I love this :)
      I'm always happy when someone finds their dream home and it's available to buy.

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    2. Short and sweet story. I love how you made all the words fit into the story - I had to go back and look for them ;)

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    3. Such a happy ending for her and the house! Neglected homes always make me feel sad.

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    4. A fantastic use of the words, EC. I still have to write mine and have no clue as to how I'm going to do this.

      I hope she buys the house and does it up. I love the bones of it.

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    5. Hoping that works out well with no unexpected twist to the plot lol.

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    6. Wonderful story EC! I too would have bought it and restored it to the glory of its past.

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    7. I love that the house finds another history, will be loved!!

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  2. Imagine how lovely that house would be with a new coat of paint and a garden around it.

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    1. Yes it would be magnificent and lovely inside too.

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  3. Wonderful photo and enticing words. I'll put on my thinking cap.

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    1. Thanks MM - I will toddle over once I get some things out of the way and write my own :)

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  5. Good one, WWW! Ideal house for such an endeavour.
    I've not tried to do one of your Word prompts before - but here goes:

    The old house, designed decades past by a somewhat eccentric local architect, stood just beyond the new highway, close to the harbour. Many an spooky yarn has been told about the house, and its inhabitants, over several tankards of beer in a local alehouse. One such story involved a white witch - a glamorous redhead. She had become known as Spider Lady due to her use of the insect in all her spells. She had lived in the house for just a short time in the early days of the 20th century, with her companion crow, Crawley. Whenever those beer-sodden tales involved Spider Lady her beautiful knife of 24 carat gold - once an ordinary kitchen knife of base metal was key ingredient of the plot.

    Dang! I've missed "school" - in a hurry to keeping a medical appointment though. :)




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    1. Twilight: I really enjoyed this. Thank you so much for joining the fun ths week.

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    2. This opens dthe door to future stories about the 'white witch'...

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    3. Perhaps they also discussed how to steal her golden knife! Well done!

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  6. Okay - just before I rush off - please read "close to the new high school" instead of harbour in the first sentence. :)

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    1. It's brilliant T and for a first effort too. I love Spider Lady with her flaming mane and her golden knife.

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  7. OMGosh I love all of your stories. So talented. I so look forward to this day with the stories.

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    1. Thank you Judi for those kind words. The stories are great aren't they!

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  8. I really liked your take this week. And love the thought of a sculptor inspired by that house. I can see so many possibilities there.

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    1. Yes me too, I even saw a gorgeous cafe on the ground floor.

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  9. Mrs Martin would be pleased indeed. A lovely story and a great selection of words. I have posted my contribution on my own site this week.

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    1. Thank you Delores, I'm on my way over to yours!

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  10. I would love to send you a bookmark - but you will have to give me an address to send it to. My email is in my profile.

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    1. I didn't find it EC but I signed up for email notifications?
      That may not do the trick so here's my email:
      wisewebwoman@gmail.com and I will send you my addie.

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  11. you are dear and special, your words bless me
    and so young you are.
    At your age I was moving fast, doing everything, now in the slow lane
    and have a long way to go in accepting, but it will happen

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    1. You will get there Ernestine, focus on the stuff you love and can do, that's what I do. My legs are shyte but I use my cane and am even going on stage with the cane. Many things are possible if we accept what we can't do.

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  12. Loved your story Wise Woman! Mine has been posted here

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  13. I was right there with Mrs. Martin. Well done!!

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    1. Me too, I can see the renovated building now, I think there was good parking at the front and the ramp will really ferry in the tourists!

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  14. I can't write like you. Congratulations on another fine story.

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    1. Gigi, thank you and I can't play the violin like you, we all have our gifts don't we?

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  15. New life springing from the old -- i hope it is possible.

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