An adaption of Kenneth Grahame’s characters and continuation of their stories from “Wind in the Willows” Babbling sounds rise and echo around the small hollow. Rising from slumber, stretching outward, brushing the mud caked ceiling which had dried out ages ago, some of it came crumbling down on poor Rat’s head. Rolling out of bed…
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FREESTYLE CREATIVE WRITTING (a beginning)
Stooping down by rolling river, rapid water splish splashing, reverbing off rock and ebbed soil. Little paw reaching in, fishing about for its afternoon tea. Triumph, harrumph, the fish slipped away, pouting river rat slumps down against the haggard tree. It’s branches draping him from the Summer Sun, lazily drifting away to slumber. Gazing down…
Never Ending Morrow
An elderly turtle saddled himself in his chromed out she’ll and wandered the road thinking, ‘shall I go up the road, or down?” Turning the ignition his heart beats faster as he turns about looking for a sign to point him in a direction. He was too consumed by the question, “up or down the…
(CREATIVE WRITTING PROJECT: HENRY – CHAP 3)
Reviewed July 1, 2020 Chapter III “Fifteen minutes until closing,” Dottie announced. Everyone bustled about finishing their drinks and cleaning up. The people who performed began to file on stage for a brief meeting with the owner who distributed blank envelopes to everyone. “A portion of the profits from tonight, thank you for helping…
(POEM: HENRY – CHAP 2)
“A Hand Always Given” Over hills we traveled, many of us new, bedazzled, at the spectacular castle which held our future, Different walks of life directed us to the same place, where we learned and grew, and became emboldened. Whenever we lost our way, a hand was always given, and though we stumbled, no one…
(CREATIVE WRITTING PROJECT: HENRY – CHAPTER 2)
Reviewed July 8, 2020 Chapter II Their order came out while Betsy and Henry’s conversation moved forward as a spark began to ignite itself and they slowly found each other’s company comforting. “I doubt that the Irish team will win the cup this tournament,” Henry said to Betsy’s bold statement that the Irish…
(Creative Writing Project: Henry) – Chapter 1
Reviewed July 1, 2020 Chapter I “Good afternoon,” Henry yelled out to a few customers passing his till. He sighed heavily looking past them, he read the clock, quarter past two. Henry felt the weight of time passing, he still had three hours left on shift. Nothings worse than feeling bored, wasting time at a…
Starting Idea
Today she walked the ledge, egged on by her friends. Her eyes averted from the water beneath, the rumbling vibrations surging through her legs from the dam’s twin generators. At the moment of peace she extends her arms in the breeze, bracing herself against the cold steel, grasping it in her strong palms. The once…
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