Thursday, June 18, 2009

line-by-line story

Collaborate to create a story by adding one line at a time. Remember to use your line to reveal character and move the plot, turn the story, along with using language in interesting ways. You may add as many lines as you like, but do not post two lines in a row. This is a good exercise in allowing a story to unfold as you write it.

First line: Before today, Allison had never set foot in a junkyard.

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25 comments:

Anonymous said...

Before today, Allison had never set foot in a junkyard.

(Beth)

Anonymous said...

But she found unique beauty in the way the rusted sink nestled against a Buick's steering wheel.

(Amanda)

Anonymous said...

To keep herself from touching things as she passed, Allison clasped her hands in front of her as she continued down the meandering path flanked on both sides by heaps of people's forgotten past.

(Carin)

Anonymous said...

Then she saw it.

(Beth)

Anonymous said...

It couldn't be, she thought, she hadn't seen one of these since her childhood.

(Suzanne)

Anonymous said...

The Cabbage Patch doll was contorted into an awkward position, and more importantly, was missing an eyeball.

(Michelle)

Anonymous said...

A little soap, a new dress and the doll would be like new, but what to use for an eye? Allison thought.

(Lonnie)

Anonymous said...

She nestled the doll in the crook of her arm and continued on her path toward the reason she was there--in this forsaken place.

(Dacia)

Anonymous said...

He stood in a shed-like building waiting for her.

(Amanda)

Anonymous said...

A hole in the roof let sunlight in, glistening across his face.

(Michelle)

Anonymous said...

"I told 'em you'd show up," he said.

(Anne)

Anonymous said...

"I wasn't sure I would," Allison said squeezing the dilapidated doll for comfort.

(Carin)

Anonymous said...

"So," he asked, "is it true what they said, that you're leaving?"

(Beth)

Anonymous said...

Allison wasn't sure what information she wanted to relay to Eddie.

(Michelle)

Craig Schneider said...

"I'm pregnant," she blurted, too scared and confused to be as tactful as she'd planned when she rehearsed this moment in her head.

Anne Freeman said...

Eddie lifted his gaze far enough from the floor to meet her mid-section.

Michelle Marek said...

"Well, I know for damn sure it isn't mine," he said.

Nicole said...

"Who else would it be, Eddie?" she said.

Anonymous said...

Allison could see the look on Eddie's face. It wasn't surprise she saw in Eddie's expression, it was hurt.

LUmfa said...

"Then why the hell are you leaving?" he asked, his bangs falling into his eyes in that way that made Allison's breath catch, reminding her why it would be hard to walk away, to head back to St. Louis.

Dacia said...

"Don't you understand?" Allison's voice held a pleading tone.

Anne said...

"What I understand is that you are quitting on us, that you don't believe in the cause anymore, that you've lost faith," Eddie said, pushing the bangs out of his face.

Dacia said...

Allison knew Eddie's only focus was the cause; a baby changed everything for her.

Anne said...

"I've always had faith, even when you didn't, but these things they want to do, it..it doesn't seem right anymore," she said.

LUmfa said...

She grabbed the envelope of cash out of her purse--the last bit she'd raised for his cause--and pressed it to his chest, letting his hand cover hers for just a moment before turning away, walking out of the shed and back through the junkyard's piles of discarded life.