Word Challenge

David did a post this morning on a technique he uses to flex his creative writing skills.  He selects random words and then writes them into a story .. here is my first attempt, really enjoyed it so give it a go.

my words: melt devices seeped walk assistance between kind

The day was really hot and sweaty as I drove across the desert, thank heavens I had a reliable four-wheel drive. Had an interview with a mother and daughter who had been abused at the hands of their son/brother. We needed to get this issue higher profile so that they would feel heard and believed in order to stop this dreaded disease spreading.

Cricky it was hot! It was the kind of humidity that just seeped through your bones. Hot enough to melt the bitumen. Am just so grateful that I don’t have to walk anywhere, driving with the air con is stifling enough.

Finally arrived in the small outback town, better know for harbouring Ned Kelly and where Donald Mackay was murdered. These women needed all the support and assistance that we could gather as the trauma of their court case drew closer.

Odd how these tiny insignificant towns seemed to fester the unusual. Between the boring endless flat plains to get here, no real entertainment or activities for anyone, few passing strangers for distraction or affairs, what were people to do. Even their devices seldom worked, the city slickers would be really challenged out here. Had seen this kind of thing all too often and the damaged it caused seemed irreparable.

11 comments

  1. I have enjoyed word lists (wordles) for years. You did a public service with your flash!
    Stay safe!

    (PS I’ve arrived… hubby’s working, no dinner yet – might end up with take out delivered in when ever he gets back. If he’s not too tired to eat. We’ve been up since 5:30am…)

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  2. Inspiring output, Kate, proving you really do know your way around words. Impressive enough a feat, and even more so, as you described an event from real life.

    Oh, I love the photo you chose to accompany. Those of us who despair of not getting a good story going when eavesdropping on public conversations, need not worry. Signs will step up to provide all the inspiration we need. Yes, our cups runneth over.

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  3. For one i missed this post..arrghh…and of course i miss the fun..its soooooooooooo beautiful and interesting how you put them all together in one story…ahhhh such a talent kate..

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  4. You’ve woven an intriguing story there, Kate. Well done! Very descriptive and evocative too. Glad you found it a useful and enjoyable exercise. So tell me, did you have any preconceptions before writing, or did you just let yourself go a few words at a time? Or a bit of both. Did you surprise yourself? And were there times when you stumbled and didn’t know how to proceed or link the words?

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  5. Way to go! Great job on weaving those words into your story, Kate!

    Abuse is always horrifying and sad. 😦 We must always speak up for those who don’t feel they have a voice. And victims are certainly not given the help they need and deserve. 😦 We must support them!

    I am not much of a writer (even tho’ I keep trying 🙂 ), and I am certainly not an editor, but here are a few of the ways I know if a story/book is good or not…
    1. It holds my interest/makes me think/teaches me.
    2. It ignites my emotions.
    3. It has vivid word pics. (Plays like a film in my head.)
    4. It gets my senses involved.
    5. It causes me to care about the people/characters.

    And your story did all 5 of these for me! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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