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Unoriginal Thoughts

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“What do you think about this for a start to my story, ‘The raging winds’?”
“Hmmm, seems familiar.”
“Okay, I’ll go in a different direction, ‘The wise owl’.”
“What exactly are you writing? That’s not exactly that original.”
“A piece demonstrating personification in literature. I think I’ll do ‘The warm and comforting fire’.”
“Uh, this wouldn’t happen to be for Weejars by any chance? You know, I follow Mindlovemiserie’s Menagerie also?”
“Gee, I wonder if that was what was influencing me? Like one of those spirit hands guiding me.”
“Right. Let’s try a little experiment. Here’s a pencil and notebook, no computers. Now write something.”
As he began the test, all words and ideas fled from his mind.

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For Weejars’ Saturday MixMindlovemiserie’s Menagerie

Our challenge is all about the use of personification in our writing. You will need to use the statement provided in your response – which can be poetry or prose… ‘As he began the test, all words and ideas fled from his mind.’

Trifextra: The Writer

The word prompt for this week’s Trifextra Challenge is: Personification

The tricycle groaned and rolled two more inches forward. “Who picks a word like ‘personification’ for a prompt, anyway?” Schwinn thought.

The pen skipped across the page, scratching and trying to leave a trail of something to answer the prompt. “I don’t know what to write, everyone knows that doesn’t really happen right?” Bic asked.

The Writer moves the trike out of the way and looks for his pen.

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Apparently… I did not read the instructions very well, apparently I didn’t read them at all, assuming this was a Trifecta Challenge… but no, this is the TrifEXtra!  Which limits the word count to 33 exactly.  So… I’m a little over.  I would not have known, except for the kind and gentle suggestions calling this to my attention… see comments by my new friends Cobbie and Dawn below, gaining my undying gratitude.  I will be more careful next week.  

Herewith my edited version:

The tricycle groaned and rolled two more inches forward.

The pen skipped across the page to answer the prompt.

The Writer moves the trike out of the way and looks for his pen.

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