Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Words for 3 January 2018 ... the prompts

Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast. I joined in when Elephant's Child was hosting the prompts. This month I will be hosting.

Essentially the goal 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, using all or some of the words, or ignoring them. 

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. It would be wonderful if as many people as possible joined into this creative exercise. If you are posting on your own blog - please share the link to your blog post in the comments below so that we can come enjoy and applaud.

Image Source:
WeHeartIt.com

Welcome to the New Year and a new year of Wednesdays!  This month each week's prompts will come from events (past and present) on the calendar this week ...

1. Resolution
2. Niece
3. Sweet
4. Celebration
5. Elvis
6. Golden

and/or

1. Snow
2. Summer
3. Typewriter
4. Edmund
5. Sarcophagus
6. France

30 comments:

  1. As a Capricorn I love that goat.
    And it is Tuesday evening here. I will contemplate your words and hopefully come back later.

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  2. A terrific selection of words..my brain is spinning.

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    1. There you go:
      Edmund sat at his typewriter, fingers poised for action, brain in confusion. His niece Adelle had mentioned in her last letter from France that she was in the midst of making her New Year resolutions, one of which was to go to Egypt to visit the tombs of the Pharaohs. She had seen a golden sarcophagus in a museum over the summer and had been entranced.
      Edmund sighed. Such a sweet girl he reflected. How could he tell her of his humble resolutions. He would work on it later he thought, after his performance. The New Year celebration wouldn't be complete without his Elvis impersonation on the snow covered stage at City Hall. He thought again fondly of his niece and typed, "I'll Have A Blue Christmas Without You."

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    2. An amazing contribution! I love it!

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    3. Love your story. And hope that both Edmund and Adelle achieve their resolutions.

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  3. What a great list! Thank you. I'll have a story on my blog by Friday.

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  4. What's in a Name?
    My brother and sister had a long list of suitable names, painfully pecked out on the typewriter, and narrowed down to the only name they could agree on.
    My sweet niece was going to be an Edmund. Such a sober and respectable name. Edmunds are accountants. Or archaeologists. The sort of person who uncovers a golden bejewelled sarcophagus, and never considers the 'Curse of the Mummies'; who visits France and sees no romance; and who makes three carefully considered self-improvement resolutions each year. I always think of it as a grey name, or perhaps a sensible beige.
    I am so very glad that her parents were wrong and that Edmund became Fleur. Fleur for the delightful 'Snow in Summer' blooms which were out when she was born. NOT a name that had ever appeared on the List, but a suitable celebration of a precious gift. A gift who first appeared as the Elvis single 'Love me tender, Love me do' topped the charts...
    And we did and do love her.

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    1. A wonderful, wonderful use of the words!

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    2. What a pretty name. Great story and use of words.

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    3. Edmund would have been so wrong for Fleur. Great story.

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  5. Happy New Year, everyone....

    "The wild storm we had yesterday brought little relief to the hot, humid weather we’ve been experiencing. It dumped a load of hail on us, though. For a while it looked like SNOW, something we don’t receive around these parts.

    It’s been so steamy over the past few days, something had to give.

    The oppressive heat put a stop to any plans of a New Year’s Eve CELEBRATION.

    However, I’ve actually put off any thoughts of a party until EDMUND, my brother and my NIECE, SUMMER arrive back from their 12 months tripping around FRANCE, Italy, Spain and the UK.

    Their European adventure followed a couple of months in the States.

    Edmund has always been a huge ELVIS fan. He fulfilled a long-held dream of visiting Graceland.

    He’d made a RESOLUTION long ago that one day he would do so. And he honoured his promise to himself on the 40th anniversary of the passing of The King...of the end of a GOLDEN era of music.

    His visit to Graceland, to him, was very moving, very emotional.

    He wrote that it was almost like entering a giant SARCOPHAGUS.

    Edmund felt Elvis’ spirit in every room.

    The letter he wrote to me at the time of his visit to the mansion in Memphis , Tennessee was typed on special note paper, and actually typed on a TYPEWRITER in one of the offices in Graceland.

    Summer, Edmund’s daughter is such a SWEET, thoughtful young woman. Knowing what a fan Edmund was, she had organised the special surprise for her father.

    Her gesture will never be forgotten, and the letter will always be cherished forever.



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    1. Excellent use of the prompts! I was worried that they would be difficult.

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    2. Lee this is lovely. And I hear you on oppressive heat putting an end to any thoughts of celebration.

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    3. And in my part of the world, there were no fireworks or celebrations because the temperature was -30°F with the wind chill. No one was willing to be outside to set them off!

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    4. Terrific.......you can't go wrong with a story that has Elvis in it can you?

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  6. Should you remember using a TYPEWRITER You will have possibly lived for at least five decades of beautiful SUMMER days and through many a winter SNOW storm.

    It would seem that the kings of merry England were not so fruitful in years' also they had this awful fear of assassination during their regal term of office. much in common like USA Presidents.

    A short lived merry king was EDMOND 1 and for six years only when he died mysteriously at the age of 25. EDMOND 1 was succeeded by EDMOND 2 who succumbed during his 46th year and ist year as the English king

    . Both bodies of these kings were entombed each in their individual SARCOPHAGUS Their frail bodies were soon consumed by the ornamental stone coffin according to ecclesiology expectations.

    Unlike William 1 the Duke of Normandy !066 and all that who became the first frog and snail munching king from FRANCE. Bill the first lived for 60 years and his probable cause of death was his change of diet(English Food) or a lack of Garlic.



    Vest. Daily Gaggle.

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    1. I not only remember my typewriter - I still have it. Royalty is a dangerous profession isn't it?

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    2. I don't miss my typewriter...white out...yikes. Aren't you glad you're not royalty?

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    3. I remember typewriters quite well, and miss the clack clack of the keys. I wonder if there is an app I could download to my laptop that would make the same sounds with each keystroke? Wishful thinking. I love the history of England, and remember touring Winchester Abbey and also Notre Dame and seeing the floors lined with named and dated gravestones of those buried beneath the floors. It freaked me out a little because I was not comfortable with walking on the graves, yet that just left be with walking along the cracks and worrying about my mother's back! Wonderful use of the prompts! Thank you!

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  7. ... and here I sit, longing for Snow in the dreary winter rains.

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    1. A wonderful use of the prompts and I would be happy to send some of our snow your way if you wish! I love the owl in your blog heading! Is that lace tatting or painted?

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    2. Thank you and yes please. Snow would be very welcome, now we even have frost for a few days, so we could go play in the snow.
      The owl is actually a stamp in blue ink which I have scanned ;)

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  8. There in desolation she had seated herself in the snow on the sarcophagus of Victor Noir in the Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris ... years later in summer she is now seated once again in France writing her romance about Edmond on that ancient typewriter - but it still functions ...

    She had remembered the Victor Noir sarcophagus ... how to weave those romantic ideas into her tale ... she the journalist like Monsieur Victor - would Edmond come to life as she feels he could?

    Her mind drifts off ... she must remember to provide the link ... others may like to utilise the Noir's ideas ...

    http://parisbym.com/10-famous-people-buried-in-pere-lachaise-cemetery/

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    1. Poignant and hopeful by turns. Wonderful use of the prompts.

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    2. Beautiful use of the prompts! I don't know why I worried that they would be too challenging. I love history, and appreciate the link!

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  9. I really like all the stories here. Well done.

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  10. EC.Our blog Queen. 1926 was a great year for both English royalty longevity, 86 days separates Queen Liz from blog plodder Vest, both batting on; 91 not out. Loved your story too.

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  11. I know this is a few days late, but here is my offering with all 12 words for Wednesday! Thank you for continuing this writing adventure for everyone. http://twincitiesblather.blogspot.com/2018/01/dear-edmund-critters-and-other-stuff.html

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    1. Love your use of the prompts! And the kritters and ice skating lesson photos!

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