Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Today's muse: First 50 Words
Write the first 50 words of your story, using the words maybe yellow.
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“What was she wearing?”
I frown, as though I’m trying to remember. “Jeans and a shirt.”
The cop’s pen hovers over his notepad. “What color was her shirt?”
It doesn’t matter what I tell him now—she’s long gone—but I just can’t turn her in.
I shrug. “Maybe yellow.”
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Today's muse: 50 First Words
Write the first 50 words of your story, using the word salt.
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The bullet had only grazed his shoulder, but it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.
Jake hissed when Emma poured vodka on the gaping wound. “Jesus, woman! Why don’t you just pour iodine on it?”
Emma dabbed at the raw flesh with a towel. “Sorry,” she snapped. “I couldn’t find the salt.”