Let’s write a story together!
We did this last year and it was a lot of fun. You can read our finished story HERE. Several asked if we could repeat it. I’ve picked up a few readers since then, so this is new for some of you.
Here is how this works: (Please read carefully)
- I will write an opening set up sentence.
- You add the next line.
- Read the other comments first, to see how the story is flowing.
- You can only add one line until someone else adds a line.
- Please don’t try to write one long sentence that really is a paragraph. The fun is getting the different inputs and imagination to work together.
- You can add as many lines as you want, but only one at a time, and only with someone else having a line between yours.
- Please try to keep the story flowing. Your sentence can be light-hearted, funny, or even tragic, but please DO NOT add a sentence that stops the story or takes it in a bizarre direction in an effort to disrupt the story serious that commenters are writing or take it in an awkward direction. (There’s always one like this and I reserve the right to delete the comment if it appears that’s what is happening with the comment.)
- I will not be able to use crude or vulgar comments. (I realize that will limit some of you from participating, but…)
- Please add your sentence here on the post as a comment, not on Facebook and Twitter. This is the only way it will be added to the final story.
The goal here is to be creative and see where our imagination and the story takes us, yet write a credible, interesting story. After comments seem to be slowing, I’ll post the entire story in a separate post. If you leave your full name, I’ll give you credit in the excerpts. If you have a blog link when you add your comment, I’ll link to you also.
Have fun!
Here is the first sentence:
Steve chuckled under his breath as he watched the strawberry blonde-haired little girl playing in his backyard.
Go! Your turn!
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Twitter: tijuanabecky
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She thought, as she was laying there, "am I laying in a puddle of ice cream and toppings?"
The smell seemed to melt the hair from his nostrils!
Twitter: bryankr
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The butterscotch was just too much to ignore!
Twitter: tijuanabecky
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Kneeling down beside her he said, "Tina, can I help you?"
He knew he needed to help Tina, but he also knew this baby did not need to see her Mommy like this! He had to think fast.
Steve skidded to a stop, heart in his throat as he spotted Tina, laying helpless in the parking lot in a puddle of butterscotch.
'Dad, where are we going', Mary Grace asked Steve, the question he wasn't quite prepared to answer, since he didn't yet now it himself.
Steve grabbed Mary Grace with cell phone in hand and ran outside.
Steves thoughts were interrupted by a man in a clown suit entering the donut bus screaming, "call 911, an old lady has fallen, and is bleeding in the parking lot and can't get up!!"
Steve thought about how Tina had been a vital part of his life dating back to the backyard days; however, time had created havoc with their relationship.
He remembered back when he and his friends used to play in the back yard and the fun they had.
Twitter: tijuanabecky
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"What has happened?" She wondered as she laid there unable to move.
Twitter: bryankr
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The last time she sensed this odor, it didn't include a spinning head and certainly not her own blood running down the side of her head!
And then it dawned on her – it smelled like a dozen authors, spinning wheels.
Then she noticed a distinct smell – but couldn't place it.
Okay Scott – nothing like inserting yourself in the second sentence of a story. You make me smile
She tried to clear her mind thinking, "Where am I?"
Instinctively she reached up to pull the blind fold off, but before she did, a still small voice in her mind told, "Pray Tina. Pray." Trying to calm her mind, she began to pray.
When Tina awoke, she licked her lips and then realized with horror that she was blindfolded.
"911, what is your emergency" was the last she remembered hearing before being hit on the head from behind with a vat of buttercream icing.
Tina thrust the Bible under her arm and reached with her now free hand for her cell phone to place yet another 911 call.
However, before he could answer, Steve's ex-wife Tina appeared from behind the Donut Bus with a Bible in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.
But then she asked something he wasn't quite prepared to answer.
Steve always appreciated the honest perspective of kids – especially his little girl.
I can see through it anyways … that's how I knew which donuts to pick.
May I take this blindfold off now?
She turned to Steve and exclaimed “Thank you Daddy! Adventures with you are really fun!”
First stop was at a neat little donut shop actually in a converted school bus. The little strawberry-haired girl named – Mary Grace, picked out one with pink sprinkles.
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He blindfolded her so she couldn't see where they were going, and holding her hand they started walking.
It seemed that today was not going to be typical, something new was going on in his heart, only God could know the outcome.
So he scooped her up in his arms & said let's go on an adventure.
And after letting his thoughts wander for a moment, he came back to where his heart was, this strawberry blonde-haired little girl that brimmed his life with joy and excitement.
While outside, Steve spotted an armadillo at the tree line and thought to himself, "I had no clue armadillos lived in middle Tennessee!"
Steve must have heard the little girl's thoughts because he suddenly felt convicted to run outside & hug his little girl.
This post makes me smile—my boys & I have played this since they were little–sitting around a campfire in the backyard or while camping or sitting in the dark when the power was out….lots of fun memories!!
Swiping away the angry tears threatening to spill, she eyed the low-hanging branches draping over the fence and began to get a wonderful, awful idea.
She was very excited to see him, but she didn't know what to expect from him anymore.
Her mommy had promised her she'd have fun on her weekend at her father's, or at least that it shouldn't be too terrible.
The little girl, disgusted that Steve had turned out to be such a sports-obsessed daddy, peered over the fence at the park nearby and yearned for a chance to go there on such a sunny day.