Purple Car of the Weekend

Looks like a bit of a homemade paint job on this Purple Range Rover, but I applaud them for their efforts!

Twofer Tuesday – Quotes from the Past for the Future

“Let others lead small lives, but not you. Let others argue over small things, but not you. Let others cry over small hurts, but not you. Let others leave their future in someone else’s hands, but not you.” ~ Jim Rohn 

and

“The most glorious moments in your life are not the so-called days of success, but rather those days when out of dejection and despair you feel rise in you a challenge to life, and the promise of future accomplishments.” ~ Gustave Flaubert 

Purple Car of the Weekend

A luscious lilac bike on a rheumy rainy day:

Twofer Tuesday – Graduation Quotes

Diploma and Mortar Board

“A graduation ceremony is an event where the commencement speaker tells thousands of students dressed in identical caps and gowns that ‘individuality’ is the key to success.” ~Robert Orben 

and

“We don’t stop going to school when we graduate.” ~Carol Burnett 

Purple Car of the Weekend

Gottcha! Kidding. Here’s a noble Crown Victoria instead:

Twofer Tuesday – Dogwood Days of Spring

Wild White Dogwood Tree Over White Azaleas

“After all, I don’t see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood.”  ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh

and

To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom is to know a particular ecstasy of beauty, but to walk the gray Winter woods and find the buds which will resurrect that beauty in another May is to partake of continuity.  ~Hal Borland

A First Sentence and A Splintering Conclusion

I had a splinter in my thumb I suspected was a piece of glass. When did I get that? Where did it come from? How long had it been there? For some reason, I imagined a character in a story with the same problem.

What if she were in the kitchen when she discovered the sliver? What if her husband were in the room and she remembers the glass was an animal from a menagerie she didn’t own? They argued. The small dolphin or cat or bear crashed to the floor. Afterward she cleaned it up.

Then a mess of conflict happens.

And finally the last line comes. What would that be? How would things resolve? What if, after the story is presented and after some wow factor, the reader is brought to the present where the characters are in the kitchen. The woman asks for a pair of tweezers only to look up to find her husband is gone. Really gone. The end.

Consider this an invitation to construct the first and last sentences (or paragraphs) to a story and see how well it works as a writing prompt for you!