Anyone else feeling a tad melancholy that today is the penultimate day of this project? I don’t too much want to think about the barren wasteland my blog will become once I do not have prompts to spur me on. Still, we do hope you have enjoyed yourselves and have, like us, met some wonderful people along the way.
Today’s Scintilla prompts have been answered in one way or the other over the the last year and a half so I handpicked a few and you can start reading them right here.
Prompt A: Talk about breaking someone else’s heart, or having your own heart broken.
Post One –
He: It’s not that I don’t like you. I do. It’s just…
Me: It’s just what?
He: I think you’re really pretty too; it’s just…
Me: You’re intimidated by my academic genius? *lame laugh*
He: *laughs* No it’s not that. It’s just…well I’ve never been out with a black girl before. Or one with glasses.
Post Two
Perhaps this isn’t the place for this.
But sifting through a decade of forgotten emails, there you were, tucked between a dispatch confirmation and a self-mailed English essay. And like a thunderbolt, you flashed back into prominence.
I tuck you away in a corner of my heart and in a darkened room in my memory because I am something of a coward when it comes to you. Were I to give over the time that remembering the three inch scar on your left leg or the delicate dimpling of your cheeks, I’d fall down a wormhole with your name on it. It is easier to pretend that at any moment, I might hear your laugh; the one full of stars.
Prompt B: Pet peeves. We’ve all got ’em. What are yours? Write about a time when you experienced one so vividly that we all join your army of defiance.
Please read any of the following:
How to Annoy Me: Halloween Edition
How to Annoy Me: Office Edition
How to Annoy Me: Commuter Edition
How to Annoy Me: Customer Service Edition
Enjoy ♥
Kim, Dominique and I created the Scintilla Project, a fortnight of story sharing. Day 10 (prompt a) – Talk about breaking someone else’s heart, or having your own heart broken. (prompt b) – Pet peeves. We’ve all got ’em. What are yours? Write about a time when you experienced one so vividly that we all join your army of defiance.