It's time for another Whoseywhatsit writing prompt, from yours truly. This week's topic ...
It's finally cooling off in southern Cali (although I fear it won't last) - so I'm all about wearing jeans and boots, watching our palm trees change color (just kidding!) and prepping for Halloween and all the fun fall activities.
You have up to 250 words to get your character in a fall state of mind - develop a flashback, write a poem, try something new, whatever you want. Post those words below and then comment on at least one other person's writing. (You don't need to necessarily critique it, this isn't polished writing people!)
Ready. Set. Go!
(And here's mine ...)
The candles flickered in the hallway, casting dancing shadows along the walls as we raced past. Maria grabbed my hand and pulled me along, both of us giggling behind our masks. My pulse still raced from the dance we'd completed mere minutes ago. A standing ovation had ushered us out of the room so we could change into our costumes and join the throng of people milling about the estate.
"Did you see him?" I asked, ducking my head toward hers so Bianca and the other girls wouldn't hear.
"Who?" Maria asked, leading me over to the table of sweets.
"The boy. Over by the fountain. With the dark hair?" How could she not have noticed him. It was all I could do not to stare and trip over my own feet.
She shook her head. "Is he still here?"
"I don't know." I grabbed a pastry and nibbled at a piece. "But I intend to find out."
Just then, the feather-soft touch of fingers raced up my bare arm and a voice spoke in my ear. "Care to dance?"