Saturday, 18 July 2009

Saturday Wordzzle # 72

The idea is, every week Raven (Views From 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's my efforts, complete with my doodles.

This week's Ten Word Challenge is: corn pone, delegation, nectarines, happiness, 12 going on 13, prancing horses, magenta, butterflies, fragmentary, arthritis

Finishing her corn pone Susan picked up one of the nectarines off her plate and bit into it. She preferred tangerines and their fragmentary composition which meant she could dissect them and eat a small piece at a time. Watching the waitresses flit about like magenta coloured butterflies, in their pristine uniforms, she said to herself “They remind me of prancing horses, if only I didn’t have arthritis I could move about like them”.

Susan was 12 going on 13 but felt much older because of the pain she was in. However she didn’t let it spoil her happiness or her resolve to lead the delegation of her school friends in their campaign to get the school canteen to supply tangerines for lunch.

For the mini challenge: lavender cowboy, over the moon, preparation, zebra, area rug

April had been busy that morning with the preparations for her housewarming party and was now singing along to the ‘Lavender Cowboy’, which was playing in the store where she was searching for a zebra patterned area rug for her flat.

“Eureka” she shouted, over the moon that she found just what she was looking for.

Magenta Downing ate her lunch of corn pone and nectarines trying to calm the butterflies in her tummy. She was so looking forward to the show, it would be her first time competing in dressage.

Watching the first competitors she marvelled at the prancing horses and particularly noticed one rather good looking man dressed in his finery who’s horse looked more like a zebra with arthritis compared to the others. The movements of his horse were rather fragmentary and Magenta couldn’t help but feel he hadn’t done the necessary preparation for the show, she pointed this out to her friends and they had a fit of the giggles at his performance.

It was Magenta’s turn next, her horse, Blue, performed spectacularly and they won, Magenta was over the moon. When they finished the rest of the competitors arrived like a delegation to congratulate her. The lavender cowboy, as she dubbed the good looking man, added his congratulations but with the barbed comment that

“Of course my horse went lame just before I started otherwise I would have probably won!” Magenta wasn’t about to let him mar her happiness, so she ignored him.

It had been decided they would all go out for a celebratory drink after the show, so they arranged to meet in the hotel bar next door to the equestrian centre. As the night wore on Magenta was getting more and more annoyed with Mark’s, the lavender cowboy, constant moaning about how he should have won.

“He’s acting like he’s 12 going on 13” she told her friend, who agreed.

Finally Magenta had enough.

“Will you just shut up” she told him “there’s no way you would have won, you’re useless!”

With that she jumped up and announced “I’ll get the drinks in” and hurried to the bar. Unfortunately for Magenta as she stepped on the area rug in the middle of the hotel lounge it shot across the polished floor resulting in her landing on her backside arms and legs akimbo.

The lavender cowboy sniggered.


Dr.John said...

There is nothing worse than being sniggered at by a lavender cowboy.
A great piece of writing. Everything came together so well.

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

i thought we only had cornpone in the south! ha ha ha i love it!

smiles, bee

Dianne said...

I love Susan!! and the imagery of the waitresses prancing
magic my friend, magic!

the watercats said...

lovely stuff!, enjoyed the characters, particularly lavender cowboy, what a pain in the ass!-)

Raven said...

Well done as always. The last was my favorite. Love the phrase zebra with arthritis.... well done. Wonderful drawings too!

Fandango said...

We would be happy to eat that poor horse in the last story. He isn't much use in any case.
Three wonderful, mouth watering, stories. We loved them all.

Richard said...

The Lavendar Cowboy should have quit the competition rather than work his horse if it was lame. I am hopeful that Magenta had a nice plump bottom to cushion her fall. Great story.

Heather said...

juvenile arthritis- my knuckles aches for Susan just thinking about it. looked more like a zebra with arthritis... That's funny!

Argent said...

Lovely, all three! Susan's story was so simple, not a word wasted and boo, hiss to the Lavender Cowboy!

Anonymous said...

Damn that lavender cowboy and his comment. Great stories as usual my friend. :)

MommyWizdom said...

O that rotten area rug; I smell a lawsuit! Ha!

Great stories!


lettuce said...

i like the zebra patterned rug

Around My Kitchen Table said...

That's wonderful and very clever!

Mama Zen said...

I just love the first one!

Akelamalu said...

Quite right Dr. John

I have to confess I had no idea what corn pone was - I had to google it Bee!

Aw thanks Dianne x

Glad you liked them Watercats :)

Why thankyou Raven, I'm pleased you enjoyed them. x

Dragons eat horses Fandango? :0

I was hoping that Magenta hurt her bottom when she fell Richard ;)

Oh I know what you mean Heather, I have arthritis - it hurts!

I'm pleased you enjoyed them Argent, thankyou.

Cheers Thom :)

Oh definitely a law suit Mommy Wisdom!

Thanks Lettuce

Why thankyou AMKT :)

Thankyou muchly Mama Zen x

tony said...

The World Is Full Of Lavender Cowboys!

Akelamalu said...

LOL I know what you mean Tony!

Stephen said...

I liked your stories. The first story was nice, though it turned a little sad at the end. I could picture her sitting there eating the nectarines and watching the waitresses. In the second story, it's good that she found her zebra patterned rug. It sounds like they're fairly rare. The ending of the third story was funny. Sometimes our downfall comes sooner than expected, and it's worse when it comes right after a loud public statement.

Stephen from Scottsdale, Arizona, USA

Don't Feed The Pixies said...

Hey - thanks for visiting my blog. Great stories - i particularly liked the first and last ones. People forget that young people get arthritis too.

I loved the legs akimbo ending to the last one :)

Excellent stuff!

Akelamalu said...

Oh I so agree with you about downfalls coming after a public display Stephen!

Thanks DFTP I'm so pleased you enjoyed the stories. :)

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