Hey, Ho! (I'm talkin' to YOU, Kristina! hee hee)
Ever since I got home from my writers' conference, I've been bitten by the manuscript bug. I even wrote something this morning I was so proud of, so absolutely convinced it was the kind of prose Hemingway could only dream about (particularly if the gazpacho had fermented) that I actually insisted my husband read it. From my laptoplet. While I sat there watching him.
Who does that?? Who says, "Here, check out this adorable paragraph I birthed after three grueling hours of labor, and tell me if you think it's wonderful."? Me. The idiot in the blue pajamas. That's who.
His reaction to what I was pretty sure was the funniest damn string of sentences ever to spew from a keyboard? "It will be really great as soon as you find a good editor." Which of course is why he's sleeping in his car tonight.
At any rate, and despite my spouse's well-received counsel (because I am nothing if not teachable) I'm going to spend the weekend monkeying around with my story in a final attempt to discern whether it's worth salvaging. So I thought this would be a good time for another game!
(For those of you who are new here, this is where we played our first game. Go be brilliant!)
Stacy took the three words I used as examples back in this post, and in her comment used them in a sentence. Which was what I was saying I could NOT do, so yeah, she's a better writer than I am. Sheesh. Why don't you just MARRY my husband already, you two think you're so smart??
I mean ... ahem ... so anyway, I thought that would be a fun way to spend the next few days over here.
The rules are pretty simple:
Commenter one, you take the three words I leave at the end of my post, and make a sentence out of them. ONE SENTENCE! Then you have to leave three new words at the end of your comment.
Commenter two, you may either use MY three words, or the three words offered by the previous commenter, to create your sentence. Then you leave three new words.
And so on, and so forth.
OK, here are the first three words:
saltine, nuclear, Lopez