Saturday, 9 August 2008
Saturday Wordzzle # 25
The idea is, every week Raven (View From A Raven's Nest) gives you between 8 and 10 words/phrases and you have to create a small but coherent paragraph using every one of them and the same with the mini challenge. You can do either, both or a megawordzzle using all the words, or even all three, it's up to you, you can post them on your blog or email them to Raven. If you join in go to Raven's and put your name on the Mr. Linky so other participants can come visit you.
Here are my efforts - complete with my doodles.
This Week's Ten Word Challenge is: middle finger, text message. the letter “Q,” Shangri-La, melodramatic, compensate, elixir, band of brothers, quadruped, explicit
Chris sent a quick text message to the ‘Band of Brothers’, his rock group.
“Meet you at the Shangri-La at 8 for some elixir, I’ll be arriving on a quadruped”.
An immediate reply came from Jimmy in the form of the letter “Q”, which Chris knew meant OK.
Tony’s text said
“Why do you always have to be so explicit and melodramatic? Leave the horse at home!”
“OK” replied Chris “but you’ll have to compensate me, so you’re paying all night.”
“No way” thought Tony, mentally giving Chris the middle finger.
And for the Mini Challenge: deposition, monosyllabic, better off dead, dubious, posh
Standing in the dock Jane couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The prosecution lawyer was reading a deposition from the cleaner she had employed. Someone must have helped her write it thought Jane, she was only capable of monosyllabic conversations usually.
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“I was always dubious about her, too posh, conniving, married to an old man with money, I heard her tell him he'd be better off dead” relayed the lawyer.
“What was she talking about?” thought Jane, they really think I killed Arthur!
After the accident Melissa thought she would be better off dead. She felt she had been scarred for life in the crash but her family and friends said she was being melodramatic. They continued to visit and cajole her like a band of brothers, ignoring her monosyllabic replies to their enquiries as to when she was thinking of going back to work.
She had been knocked out in the crash and her memory of the accident was sketchy but she was having flashbacks, not enough to give a deposition in court though, as yet. She remembered leaving the country restaurant, The Letter “Q”, with Mark, he was driving his sports car along the windy roads back to town when the quadruped appeared in the middle of the road as they rounded the sharp bend.
Melissa was remembering their first date, she hadn’t been dubious at all as Mark was the brother of Tricia, a colleague from work. Tricia had been on at her for months asking if she fancied a date with Mark, eventually she relented and told Tricia she could pass on her mobile number to Mark. He sent her a text message and they arranged to meet. After only a few dates she found they got on like a house on fire, being with Mark was like elixir, exciting and heady. After six months Mark proposed, dinner at the posh restaurant was to celebrate their engagement.
Waiting for Mark to come and take her to dinner she flicked through the holiday brochures. During dinner Mark wanted to know what he could do to compensate her for the broken middle finger she had sustained in the accident.
“As a matter of fact, I’ve been looking at some holiday brochures and there’s this fantastic place called Shangri-La in the Caribbean where we could get married” said Melissa, giving Mark a dazzling smile.
“Could you be a bit more explicit?” asked Mark with a wink.