Thursday's Three Word Wednesday
I feel a little out-of-sorts.
Bone, who hosts the Three Word Wednesday writers’ prompt, announced a hiatus for the site.
I wrote my first 3WW prompt in January. I haven’t missed a Wednesday (or a Thursday, as was the case sometimes) since.
Three Word Wednesday is my favorite writing prompt. Three words, write something. Anything. Post and comment, read other 3WW contributions. Comment. It was a community. A growing community.
I twisted a few arms of people to try it. It was never a chore for them. It is a cathartic, creative release.
There is chatter that I take over for Bone and continue. I’m waiting for Bone and I to talk. But I would be honored to allow 3WW to persist.
And while Bone didn’t provide those three words, pjd did. A master of the haiku, he offered up bummer, absence and sympathetic.
A toast to 3WW, in 58 words.
Human Carnival
“Do you think anyone sets out to be great?”
She swirled a finger in her single-scoop cone, eyes sympathetic to his answer.
“Absence of drive, no. Hence the population of dipshits and fuckups.”
“You’ve got a cold view of the world.”
The ice cream fell between them and landed with a wet smack.
“Bummer,” he said, smiling.
Bone, who hosts the Three Word Wednesday writers’ prompt, announced a hiatus for the site.
I wrote my first 3WW prompt in January. I haven’t missed a Wednesday (or a Thursday, as was the case sometimes) since.
Three Word Wednesday is my favorite writing prompt. Three words, write something. Anything. Post and comment, read other 3WW contributions. Comment. It was a community. A growing community.
I twisted a few arms of people to try it. It was never a chore for them. It is a cathartic, creative release.
There is chatter that I take over for Bone and continue. I’m waiting for Bone and I to talk. But I would be honored to allow 3WW to persist.
And while Bone didn’t provide those three words, pjd did. A master of the haiku, he offered up bummer, absence and sympathetic.
A toast to 3WW, in 58 words.
Human Carnival
“Do you think anyone sets out to be great?”
She swirled a finger in her single-scoop cone, eyes sympathetic to his answer.
“Absence of drive, no. Hence the population of dipshits and fuckups.”
“You’ve got a cold view of the world.”
The ice cream fell between them and landed with a wet smack.
“Bummer,” he said, smiling.
Comments
I did it too!
Writers
state of mind
And you better take over 3WW!
-- Double-Triple-Quadrupled Snarky Pants
And of course, I love your use of the words.