Here's how it goes. I write the first sentence and you get to write the paragraph that follows. You can take the sentence wherever you want, the only rule is that your first sentence has to be, word for word what I prompt you with. Each week I will pick the winning scene and present them with the outstanding writer award......Today's prompt is...
Don't you just love when a phone rings during the middle of a church service, and you start to get upset at the idiot who didn't turn their ringer off, but then realize to your horror you're that idiot?
Now, as a disclosure I feel I should say "I will not be critiquing anyone's scene, I will simply choose my favorite for the week. I do not want any sore losers (there is nothing worst than a sore loser). This is for fun, to get our creative writing flowing. And every Friday there will be a new prompt. So everyone will get to keep trying.
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Don't you just love it when there's no toilet paper in the stall?
Part of my worst nightmares! Lol. :)
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Now that I've read Cassie's, all I can think about is running out of toilet paper! I'll have to keep thinking...
I think I made the rules too complicated to understand. I simplified it :)
Don't you just love when a phone rings during the middle of a church service, and you start to get upset at the idiot who didn't turn their ringer off, but then you realize to your horror you're that idiot?
Yeah. That’s never happened to me. Promise. Okay, okay, I’m lying. It’s happened at least ten times in the last week. Yes, I said week. You see, I’m an under cover agent. And my latest case? Death by worship. I’ve been to every chapel, abbey, synagogue, and cathedral within a five-mile radius. I’d heard enough “Amen’s” and “Hail Mary’s” than I could handle for a lifetime. Which is why, as I sat on the back pew of St. who’s-its house of worship, I answered my phone.
LOL! Hahaha... this is what came out. Fun prompt!
hah, Morgan that's priceless. :)
umm... Don't you just love when a phone rings during the middle of a church service, and you start to get upset at the idiot who didn't turn their ringer off, but then realize to your horror you're that idiot?
...and then I scramble from the pew, knocking over stupid Mrs Merryweather's handbag which surprise, surprise, has a shitzu in it. I bolt down the aisle, the back of my head burns with fire from all the glares I receive and wrench open the heavy doors. Breathing heavily I answer the phone, ''Hello?''
''It's time.'' A dark moody voice says.
I swallow hard. ''I've, eh, changed my mind.''
''Not an option. You will continue with the operation. Assassinate the prist.''
I reach behind my back, and under my frilly pink church outfit my fingers latch onto my pistol.
''Call me once it has taken care of.'' The phone goes dead.
My hand grows slick with sweat as I go back into the church, ignoring the glowering flock, I tread up the aisle.
I was about to murder someone.
By the way, I didn't mean anything by my little story above. I just re-read it and thought it sounded a little like I didn't believe in God or the nchurch. Not true! Just wanted to put that out there! :) lol
Oh my goodness these were both sooo good!! @Jade-please do not feel like you have to explain your scene. I loved it. That is exactly what I wanted - something completely random and original! And same for you Morgan! You both came up with something unique and I loved it! It is obvious you both are brilliant at originality!
I have to share what inspired this sentence was (and this is just me telling-it's not a 'narrated scene :)-
A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in service and a phone started to ring. Usually when a phone rings-whoever it belongs it to quickly grabs it and turns it off. Well not this time.
So it rings, and rings, and rings. I guess whoever it did belong to, either didn't hear it, or they were hoping no one would know it was their's. And by the way the pastor has kept talking through this, but no one is listening to him anymore because we're all chuckling at the constant ringing. So, finally the phone stops ringing after 5 or so rings, and we think it's over, right? Wrong!
Now their is a voice, on speaker phone, saying "Hello, HELLO, so and so- Are you there? HELLO. HEY I was just calling...So and SO- ARE you there? Hey, why aren't you talking? HELLO!"
Finally whoever was on the other end got the picture and hung up, but they must have talked into the phone for at least a minute. I wanted to die laughing!!! It was sooo funny. I have no clue who the phone belonged to-It was across the church and yes-I'm sure all +300 heard it-except for the person the phone belonged to! HA! I'm thinking it was an elderly lady, because anyone else would have turned the phone off, but whoever the phone belonged to wasn't moving, so they were either deaf (which is my assumption) or they had stepped out to the restroom. :)
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