By Jael Strong
“The Twenty Minute Creativity Project” is a weekly challenge designed to spur creative approaches to every day obstacles.
Week Two Challenge: For this one, you need a creative partner, someone you trust will bring a lot of innovation to the project. Write a creative piece of short fiction in twenty minutes based on a one word prompt. Each participant gets two five minute turns writing. After twenty minutes, it’s ‘pencils down.’ See how well you work together with others to create a homogenous piece of work. (For a more fast-paced variation, try taking one or two minute turns instead of five.) Flip a coin to see who goes first!
Prompt: pencil (Start the timer!)
(My writing partner is Juan English. His writing will be in bold while mine will be in standard type.)
“The pencil has wings,” she said.
“No, it doesn’t,” I said.
“Yes. It has wings and a snout.” She held the pencil, eraser first, and flew it over her bowl of cereal. She made an airplane noise with her lips, spewing spit all over the breakfast table. She added, “And a tail.”
“Put it away now,” I said, as I snapped the pencil from her hand. It takes her five hours to eat breakfast. I hate it. And now she got saliva in my juice. It is disgusting.
“I love pencils. Do you love pencils and piggies?” she asked.
“I like pencils. They are useful. I also like cereal. Do you like cereal?” I knew she couldn’t interpret my sarcastic tone.
“Piggies like pencils. Piggies like me. Pencils like piggies, cereal, and me.” Now she was singing.
“If you eat, I will give you your pencil back,” I said, as sweetly as I could muster. She sang through me.
“Are you a pencil?” she asked.
“Yes, yes I am.”
“Do you fly?”
“Yes. On a broomstick.”
“Really?” She looked at me wide-eyed.
“Yes.” I got close to her face. “And if you don’t eat that cereal, I’m going to turn you into a pencil with wings and a tail!”
She was gleeful. “Oh really? Oh, really really? I hope so!”
“No!” I shot back. “I can’t turn you into a pencil!”
She slumped back into her chair, dejected. She tossed her spoon into her bowl like someone tosses away a rotten apple core.
“I’ll tell you what I will do though, if you don’t eat that cereal,” I whispered.
“What?” She put her dirty face close to mine.
“I am going to rip the tail and wings off of your precious piggy pencil!”
“Oh no! No! Piggy pencil will not like that. Piggy pencil will be very angry… And I will be sad. Yes sad.”
“Well then. It is settled. Eat your cereal and no one will have to be angry or sad. In fact, even I will be happy if you eat your cereal.”
Just then, Mrs. McAllister walked into the kitchen. “What’s this mess? Why is Susan so dirty? Why is she crying? Oh my precious Suzie Poo. Let me hold you.”
As she and her precious Suzie Poo left the kitchen, she said coldly, “Please take care of this mess.”
About the Author
Jael Strong is a writer for TheWriteBloggers.com, a company dedicated to creating professional blogging content for increased internet visibility.