Today in Tomsville Explosion: Bring Graham crackers and chocolate!
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The surprise explosion had spread aromatic scent of vanilla over the marshmallow-covered town. Even the steeple of the nearby church was coated with the sticky white stuff. Several red cardinals were glued there, their pitiful songs heard about town.
Finally, an elfin boy named Timmy climbed up into the steep interior and then was lowered by rope to free the poor birds. Oddly enough, the cardinals were able to fly away to nearby trees.
From the heights, Timmy watched faraway children dashing with toboggans in hand to slide down “Killer Hill”. He giggled as each child became mired in the marshmallow ‘snow’, sinking rapidly into the white gloppy goo.
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P. S. Kudos to Delores who delightfully selected 6 words AND a sentence prompt to be used as the blogger desires, to break into another genre, or take a break for current WIP. The bold underlined words were for the week of December 4, 2013.
Delores started "Wednesday Words" several years back. After growing tired of incessant battles with her computer, she handed the baton off to other bloggers. This month's words are the gift of Elephant's Child. Find this week's words there and either post your take in the comment section OR post at your site, being sure to let us know where you are and what you have written. WE WANT TO FIND YOU! Starting in August will be hannahbananface who will provide words. Thanks, Hannah! We love you, Delores! |
A soft place to fall. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, initially. And tasty.
DeleteWhat an awful scene. Snow is bad enough, but marshmallow, yuck.
ReplyDeleteThis would quickly make s'mores very unpopular.
DeleteClever! Yes, snow that deep isn't good, but sticky marshmallow goo that deep is even worse.
ReplyDeleteIf there were a sudden arctic freeze, that would be helpful. Or a downpour of rain. Or summer temps in three digits...
DeleteOh, the horror! I see an invasion of ants, bees, and other sweet loving insects. And the clean-up, can't imagine what it would take, fire hoses.
ReplyDeleteIt would truly be awful! So many ramifications.
DeleteBlah, snow is bad but stick goo, no thank you
ReplyDeletestick goo would be hard on dog walkers and fire hydrants.
DeleteHi Susan - love your story line from Dolores' words ... very clever - and I could see it happening ... probably in a film though .. but I shall now be thinking about a marshmallow river ... I hope it wears off by the time I go to sleep! Cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteGood to see you! Marshmallow should be dissoluble by rain, I hope.
DeletePlay in the snow, be silly and trivial before it melts and go and have fun I say. Snow is one of the magical wonders of life and a pain in the butt when you have to get digging.
ReplyDeleteSnow was great when I was a child. When I hit 18, I discovered the truth about snow and ice.
DeleteSnow? YES. Marshmallow snow? And equally emphatic NO. My teeth ache thinking about it. And oh, the clean-up...
ReplyDeleteI've been thinking about the clean up part. Sun melting, sub-freezing, and rain washing away. But what are the chances?
DeleteThat just sounds disgusting. But I bet the kids loved it.
ReplyDeleteI think spoons would be better for entertainment, but who knows?
DeleteI like your story and I'm picturing the kids on sleds eating their way out of the holes they've sunk into....
ReplyDeleteI remember this prompt and the story I wrote.
It was a fun one, wasn't it?
DeleteFunny adventures this time.
ReplyDeleteThis adventure had more fun in it than last week's post. Have to alternate between the dark and light.
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