tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post8165723854737673904..comments2023-12-12T02:24:15.920-08:00Comments on Tessa Emily Hall ~ Christ is Write: Monday's Minute Challenge: Writing Prompt Contest for Teens & UpTessa Emily Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08625256104634830104noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-29827406902648263712014-03-24T09:45:59.215-07:002014-03-24T09:45:59.215-07:00Yes, that counts. =) Thank you!Yes, that counts. =) Thank you!Tessa Emily Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08625256104634830104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-85946469784291193772014-03-23T06:13:43.442-07:002014-03-23T06:13:43.442-07:00I love it! The only thing I loathe about reading a...I love it! The only thing I loathe about reading all these amazing entries is that there ARE NO ENDINGS!!! LolElisabeth Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02659542267510136817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-83826553811496249602014-03-21T22:53:15.090-07:002014-03-21T22:53:15.090-07:00LOL :)
HPLOL :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-77514205995064283992014-03-21T14:10:06.620-07:002014-03-21T14:10:06.620-07:00Um... I don't know. :DUm... I don't know. :DAnnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-30547007130950040432014-03-21T14:08:11.144-07:002014-03-21T14:08:11.144-07:00I totally know how that feels! :PI totally know how that feels! :PAnna S.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-28042840048328781992014-03-21T14:03:33.330-07:002014-03-21T14:03:33.330-07:00Great job! :PGreat job! :PAnnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-8234438818916522032014-03-21T14:00:16.799-07:002014-03-21T14:00:16.799-07:00I love it! I like how you made it a dream. :DI love it! I like how you made it a dream. :DAnnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-11720602953951994482014-03-21T13:52:52.132-07:002014-03-21T13:52:52.132-07:00How very interesting! :)
HPHow very interesting! :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-67412266313450510402014-03-21T13:47:31.260-07:002014-03-21T13:47:31.260-07:00Don't you just love that the whole story is on...Don't you just love that the whole story is one sentence long? (P.S. I wouldn't say that unless we were pretty close. ;)Elisabeth Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02659542267510136817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-3600005713405117342014-03-21T13:10:46.980-07:002014-03-21T13:10:46.980-07:00Yes indeed. :) Thank you S. Brightly!
HPYes indeed. :) Thank you S. Brightly!<br /><br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-72613776390387492792014-03-21T12:34:47.051-07:002014-03-21T12:34:47.051-07:00Hi Tessa,
Just stopping by to let you know that I...Hi Tessa,<br /><br />Just stopping by to let you know that I posted a review of Purple Moon on Amazon, followed you on Pinterest, and became a fan of you on Goodreads! :)<br /><br />Karinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-69921726471119702872014-03-21T06:58:30.713-07:002014-03-21T06:58:30.713-07:00I liked it! The joys of mixing baking and little c...I liked it! The joys of mixing baking and little children....:)S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-15470020898496712182014-03-20T18:14:10.891-07:002014-03-20T18:14:10.891-07:00Thank you that's very uplifting and encouragin...Thank you that's very uplifting and encouraging! :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-25548520845540715792014-03-20T18:12:10.667-07:002014-03-20T18:12:10.667-07:00I'm using the sentence prompt. :) 215 words.
...I'm using the sentence prompt. :) 215 words.<br /><br />"This is not turning out the way I had planned." I looked in dismay at my rather runny cake batter. Maybe it was supposed to look that way, after all it was a recipe I had never made before. My husband peered over my shoulder at the batter. "Doesn't look bad to me." He reached a finger into the bowl and stole some.<br />"Don't eat that ,Abel, you'll get worms. Its got raw egg in it you know." I scolded him. He just sat there grinning. I turned back to the matter at hand. Maybe it needed some more flour. I took a measuring cup and scooped some flour up. I started the mixing machine and carefully added a little at a time. I caught a flash of something in the flour as it cascaded to the bowl before my machine clunked and seized.<br />"What happened?" Abel asked.<br />"I don't know. I saw something in the flour." I took a spoon out of the drawer and dug in the batter until I felt the offending object.Gingerly I pulled it out. Just as I thought, one of my sons match box cars. He was forever playing in my flour bucket.<br />"Ezra!" Able and I called in unison. As if my batter didn't have enough problems already.<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-59884416375733655212014-03-20T14:35:48.273-07:002014-03-20T14:35:48.273-07:00You should. ;) I wanna read it, whatever it will b...You should. ;) I wanna read it, whatever it will be!S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-87007930168760966032014-03-20T13:42:30.191-07:002014-03-20T13:42:30.191-07:00Lol thank you. I have been sick and totally uninsp...Lol thank you. I have been sick and totally uninspired this week but I still have time so maybe I will manage to pop something out. :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-21576083491628100482014-03-20T08:39:47.820-07:002014-03-20T08:39:47.820-07:00Awww, thanks. :) But hey, where's yours this w...Awww, thanks. :) But hey, where's yours this week? You're always so good at writing happy ones. :) I really liked yours from last week.S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-54921251441070042982014-03-20T08:26:39.546-07:002014-03-20T08:26:39.546-07:00Thank you, TW Wright and S. Brightly. :) Thank you, TW Wright and S. Brightly. :) Karinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-84927651511113449092014-03-19T20:28:17.691-07:002014-03-19T20:28:17.691-07:00Ohhhh, how thrilling! But yours are always so good...Ohhhh, how thrilling! But yours are always so good anyway S. Brightly. :)<br /><br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-1320404967440232014-03-19T20:25:06.806-07:002014-03-19T20:25:06.806-07:00LOL I love that last part. :)
HPLOL I love that last part. :)<br /><br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-51934681530898989812014-03-19T19:26:59.892-07:002014-03-19T19:26:59.892-07:00Using the prompt with book, package, journal. 300 ... Using the prompt with book, package, journal. 300 words exactly. :)<br /><br /><br /> The darkness around me was so thick, I could've almost convinced myself it was a dream, if not for the sharp sting of scratches on my arms.<br /> I shouldn't have come out tonight. It was crazy. But I knew where it was now, and come hell or high water, nothing was going to keep me from coming after it. <br /> Finding the spot was so easy I almost couldn't believe it was real. I gripped the spade as tightly as my hands would allow, sliding the smooth edges into the damp ground, tossing the dirt to the side until it had accumulated into a small hill. The deeper I dug, the faster my pulse raced.<br /> But when I felt a thud against solidness, I knew it had all been worth it. Dropping to my knees, I clawed the dirt away as fast as I could. Once it was free, I snatched it out, holding it to me as something too precious to be let go.<br /> The package was smaller than I'd thought it would be. Heavier. I slowly unwrapped the cloth that bound it, pulled open the mushy cardboard flaps. It was... a book? <br /> No; a journal. The soft binding had a musty smell. I opened it cautiously, almost expecting something to fly out at me. For something to be hidden this well, it had to be dangerous. I could almost hear Colin's gravelly voice warning me, "Kadie, girl, don't go looking for an answer you don't want to find."<br /> The sliver of the moon suddenly lit up the page, as if God himself wanted me to read it right then.<br /> "March 18th, 1986."<br /> My breath caught. 1986? But that meant-<br /> I heard the footsteps behind me too late. The thick-gloved hand cut off my air before I could even think of screaming.<br /> <br /> S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-12953371251525637232014-03-19T18:53:18.227-07:002014-03-19T18:53:18.227-07:00So good. :)So good. :)S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-78382963416063868412014-03-19T18:51:18.739-07:002014-03-19T18:51:18.739-07:00I really like the last line.:) It's so true, i...I really like the last line.:) It's so true, isn't it?S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-58932092973048227142014-03-19T18:45:52.502-07:002014-03-19T18:45:52.502-07:00I'm using the prompt "This is not turning... I'm using the prompt "This is not turning out the way I had planned." :DD<br /><br /> "This is not turning out the way I had planned," David said, looking at Sara's brother. "Thanks, Colton." <br /> Sara stood there, hoping this wasn't going to end the way it did last time. "David, go home," she pleaded. "We can talk about this later."<br /> "Talk about what?" snapped Colton. <br /> "Nothing that would concern un loco poco pollo like you," smirked David.<br /> Sara froze, her mouth slight open. So this WAS going to end like it did last time. <br /> Colton's face was redder than a cherry tomato. "Oh, you're not man enough to come at me in English, so you're hiding behind some foreign language?" He turned to Sara, glaring at her. "Have you been giving him Spanish lessons again?"<br /> "Hey!" David yelled. "It's a free country, she can give Spanish lessons to whoever she wants! Capiche?'<br /> "So you're so smart, you know French now too?"<br /> "No, but Google does."<br /> Lottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-12703079004169652502014-03-19T17:58:33.623-07:002014-03-19T17:58:33.623-07:00This is mine on the picture prompt!
I l... This is mine on the picture prompt!<br /> <br /> I looked at the clouds coming down from the sky. They seemed as if they were trying to hide something. I stepped out to walk through the swamp and realized I was walking on the water. I was so busy staring down at the water that I didn't even notice the huge staircase being revealed by the clouds. I stepped onto the staircase, then began running, even skipping, up. When I got to the top, a voice said, "This is the hardest part." <br /> "What?" I said, looking up. There was a man standing at the top in front of me. <br /> "This is the hardest part," he repeated. "You don't have enough."<br /> "I don't have enough what?" I asked.<br /> He smiled and started to laugh. I began falling down the stairs. I started screaming. <br /> I pulled myself awake, relieved it was just a nightmare. I had no clue what that meant. But seriously, if I didn't stop having weird dreams, I think I might have a heart attack.CeCe Chandeliernoreply@blogger.com