Saturday, February 2, 2013

3 Word Inspirations

Recently in a writing class we were asked to write down an '-ing' action, a body part and an inanimate object to insert into a mad lib-type sentence, then expand the sentence into an extra short story, surreal or otherwise. The person to my left gave me these words:
That's what she said.
 Then I wrote this down:

      After a long day of gesticulating, he had discovered his clavicle had grown into an armchair - the cushion of which needed replacing. No, not because it was dirty or worn out, but rather because it didn't match the color palette of his living room - a most important space in which he held many Trivial Pursuit tournaments for his cats. Now they sat unwittingly upon him, clawing at his fabric without a care, only hoping to be fed soon. The eldest among them, Frank quickly grew tired and, turning around to find a comfortable spot, laid down on the man's face. When the man had awoken, his eyes had disappeared. He wanted to die. So many regrets.

Fin

I think it has movie potential.

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