Sunday, May 23, 2010

Playground of My Dreams

Jenny MatlockI am participating in the ongoing meme, Saturday Centus, brought to you by Jenny at Jennymatlock.blogspot.com. It is a creative writing meme in which we are given a writing prompt. Using this prompt we then explore our own creative abilities in 100 words or less. I encourage you to try this and see if you might have a little Faulkner in you...The first paragraph below is the prompt, the second paragraph is mine...Peace, and may your pens flow...


I look back over my shoulder, squinting into the late afternoon sun, gawking with stunned alarm at the broad rolling muddy waters of the Mississippi.

What am I afraid of? That this dark and murky river holds secrets of my past...secrets that 'til now have only been revealed in the playground of my dreams.




13 comments:

  1. Ohh, secrets? What kind of secrets? This is surely a cliffhanger, and we want to know more! :) Nice job!

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  2. Love a good "dark secrets" story :) Nicely done, makes me want to read more! Kathy

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  3. Jeff what a tease...now we want more! Secrets!

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  4. Oh, I loved "playground of my dreams". Very deep and thought provoking. You did a great job.

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  5. Ladies...Secrets are as secrets keep...
    In the mind...
    And oh so deep...

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  6. Beautifully done. Not quite as dark as some of us but you're catching up!

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  7. Short and secretive...I love it!

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  8. Excellent, Jeff! We can all identify with the "What am I afraid of".

    My favorite phrase was "playground of my dreams"

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  9. Secrets and dreams. We all have them, and that it was makes this piece resonate with me. Good writing, concise and condensed. Are you a poet?

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  10. Ooo...water holding the dreams...cool!

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  11. Jeff! I didn't know you had linked...I was so surprised to see you here AND it was amazing as usual. I think you are missing your calling...you need to be sitting at a desk somewhere for about 12 hours a day writing a novel for us to buy!

    Really neat!

    The Mississippi is lovely... dark and deep...
    Holding secrets you can no longer keep.

    I dunno. You're the master of that stuff. I was just trying to keep you company! ha!

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