My friend, Susan, mentioned on Twitter to me a weekly writing class hosted by InkPaperPen, so I took a little lookie in last night and thought, 'What a great idea!'
I haven't written fiction since high school. (This may be stating the obvious when you read what follows. Hee hee....) Some of you may have read The Dance of Revenge series of posts I published on my blog - a 'book' I started writing at the age of 14. Ahem. I'm a little concerned that my fiction writing hasn't particularly evolved since then, but what the hey....let's have some fun, huh?
This week's writing prompt was provided by the very lovely Allison Tait from Life in a Pink Fibro: the first line from her current read. The idea is to write the line at the top of the page, then write whatever comes to mind in the next five minutes.
Here's what came to me.
"I can't stress how important it is that we behead this fiend."
She watched the movie screen distractedly. Pirate movies weren’t really her thing. Rather, her attention was on the person seated to her right.
She looked down at his hand, resting on his left knee. His leg was only inches from her own. She shifted in her seat then stretched a little, pushing her hands out along her legs, before resting them on her thighs. There. Would he now take her hand in his?
She waited through the sword fight playing out in front of her. Nothing.
She tentatively looked out the corner of her eye at his profile. The light from the screen glinted on his glasses. His lips were parted slightly. She licked her own thinking of his lips touching hers. Would he kiss her later?
She was imagining this when suddenly she felt something unexpectedly touch her right hand. She squeeled, jumping with fright as she did; knocking over the popcorn resting on her lap. He sat beside her, a look of confusion on his face. She looked down at her hand, to find his resting on her leg.
Yes. He had finally taken her hand.
This wasn't going the way she had imagined it would.
If you feel like having a little fun writing some fiction of your own, why not join in?