This week’s prompts are at the bottom. The words below are written just for practice. Practice makes perfect.
Here’s how to play along, if you are unsure.
It was late, and it was quiet in the diner.
In the kitchen, Pablo thumbed through a racing form marking it up with a blue ball-point pen,
he looked forward to hitting the track in the morning when he got off work.
Maureen leaned her hip against the counter down by the cash register staring at her phone.
From time to time she’d move down to refill Mr Purcell’s cup.
It was just past midnight when a police cruiser cruised softly to the curb
stopping outside the front window.
The “OPEN” sign flashed; bathing the two officers with red neon as they made their way to the door.
About half twelve, three girls who normally worked the corner of
Bryce and Delaney took a break to get out of the rain.
Officer Obie was finishing a thick slice of Lemon Meringue,
and a cuppa with milk and sugar.
Officer Pat
Was just having coffee.
The first girl, Adèle, ordered a Denver omelette.
Her friend, Spooky, asked for nothing except Sourdough toast.
Angel chose fried chicken and waffles.
Pablo started cooking, he was
whipping up the eggs with a touch of warm water to make them fluff.
He slipped bread under the broiler,
waffles on the iron, Chicken in the fryer.
Maureen brought maple syrup for Angel,
Jam and butter for Spooky. She got Adèle a Diet Coke from the fountain.
The cops watched the ladies.
The ladies watched the cops.
Maureen watched the ladies, and the cops, as she played her Candy Crunch.
Pablo tried to stay out of sight.
Laying low lest Pat should recognize him.
And Pablo, well, he had a history with Spooky.
When the officers go to leave, Obie actually
Tips his hat for Adèle
She smiled at him and Angel dug an elbow into her ribs.
The rain began to let up.
This week’s prompts are:
- What happened to my coffee?
- Buster Browns
- till my dying day
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Go ahead and dive in, set your imagination free!
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Write something big, Write something small,
Write something
Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes, but if that is not possible, take as long as you need and, have fun!
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