He Has a Gift – an ISG Writing Exercise

These words were chosen:

  • Sabotage
  • Flabbergast
  • Saturate
  • Lime

And these blurbs were written within eight minutes….Enjoy! 🙂

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DESIREE MATLOCK:

I carefully saturated the salt on the edge of my glass with lime, then I gingerly took a sip.

“That’s not how you drink it,” Jessie sighed. “Seriously, chica, you’re so timid I’m shocked I got you to go on this trip.”

“Stop sabotaging my fun, girl, this is how I do my tequila. You do yours your own way.” She did. She licked the rim lasciviously, wiggling her eyebrows at me, then knocked back the shot, and shoved the lime wedge into her mouth.

As she grimaced, she rasped out, “That’s not ‘fun’, Dina. I am f@#$ing flabbergasted you even made it here. How the f@#$ you got your timid ass on a plane, I don’t know. ” She changed her tune on a dime, as was her style, and smiled sweetly, “But thanks so much for doing it. Costa Rica is seriously boring without my friends. Just beaches and sun and boats and hammocks. The mind could go positively lazy from so little stimulation.”

I looked around the bar at the display of wealth and beauty, “Oh, somehow I think you’re probably getting plenty of stimulation, based on the shape you’re in right now. I’ve never seen you so fit.” She beamed, as she finished licking the remaining salt off her empty shotglass nearly obscenely. I added, “How could this place ever get boring?” then lifted my shot glass to take another tiny sip.

As I was taking in the liquid, She reached over, tipped the shot glass up and I choked down the whole shot. Then, as I coughed and cried, she ordered another two shots.

“Sorry to sabotage your “one shot all night” plans, but you’ve got some catching up to do.”

“Fine”, I laughed, giving in, and as the second shot arrived, I sucked it down a little faster, and then shoved the lime in my mouth. As my face puckered, I asked, around the lime wedge, “Happy?”

“Very.”

A ridiculously handsome man walked up, grabbed her around the waist, and kissed her behind the ear, before taking her hand and dancing with her, something close and latin. I watched and enjoyed how liberated she looked now. So different from the divorcée of last year. When she returned, I asked for an introduction, but he was already walking away.

“What was the hottie’s name?”

“I have no idea,” she laughed, “but he has a gift.”

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LISA BARRY:

Eyeballing the man in the lime green coat I made my way to the edge of the counter. He was short and plump and was smiling at the barista as though he came here every day and knew her personally. I felt like my plan to get a coffee and have some peace and quiet in the corner of the shop was sabotaged by his happy personality. Or maybe he was a salesmen trying to add some coffee flavor or brand to the already saturated market. Oh, sure, I know people would disagree but coffee is coffee is coffee. It tastes relatively good when added to large quantities of sugar and cream. Better if you add some whipped cream on top. I know, I can flabbergast the best of them with my habits and complete disregard of the coffee fanatics. But I digress.

The man in lime was smelling his coffee. I wrinkled my nose and waited for him to move so I could finally get in my order. He sneezed.

“Is there coconut in this?” he asked with a panicked look on his face.

“No sir,” the barista said, taking a step back from the counter.

He sneezed again. “Oh no,” he wailed and then ran out of the shop. The barista looked at me with wide eyes.

“Finally,” I said, “I’ll have a huge half caff white mocha with soy and almond equal mix, extra sugar, whipped cream and a dash of hazelnut, please.”

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Coffee Orders – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

The phone ran again as I was stabbing for the eighth time, almost ruining my concentration. “Damn!” I wiped my hands off, setting the blade aside, and swiped the phone’s screen. “Yes? What!” I blurted, confused. My finger left a smear across the screen, and I ignored it, turning to my prey with a warning look – not a word – I warned, sending the command directly into her pretty little head. I never imagined she was the sharpest tool in the shed, but I never imagined she was stupid enough to let out the blood-curdling scream that she did. Thinking fast, I yelled back “You’ll get your coffee goddammit!” and then said into the phone “Ugh, millennials, am I right?”

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LISA BARRY

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Promises, Promises – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

I knew that the demon would come to collect on the deal one day; I just didn’t think it would be on a Monday. I should have known that Mondays suck in hell.

“I don’t have it anymore,” I said, hands up both defensively and plaintively. “So, deal’s off, okay? Besides, it didn’t even work in the first place,” I hoped I could stall.

The demon put an oddly female looking hand on its lumpy waist and cocked its head, as if to say “Really, girl?”

“I mean, I would have – it it had worked – but I still can’t get this grape juice stain out.” The demon looked confused, then pulled out a huge flaming ledger and began paging through the pages, oblivious of the crude wooden stake stabbing through the air towards it until it was to late.

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Meal – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

“One, two, buckle my shoe, three four…” she paused. “No, no, those are not the right words.”

One of the nurses overheard the rhyme and came to stand over her. “Where did you learn that, child?” she asked, her voice all warm concern and maternal feeling, but Cora knew how fast that would change.

“Mina, that other girl, she taught me that rhyme before she moved. I loved it, but I’m having trouble remembering the words now…” Cora’s voice trailed off as her head grew even fuzzier.

The nurse came closer, the red in her eyes a soft blaze. “There, there, child, you keep trying to remember, and just keep on tackling that meal. It’s important,” she added with a lick over her lips.

Cora eyed that meal, wondering how many more she would eat before she became a meal herself. “Yes, ma’am, of course,” she said, not at all hungry.

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NICOLE DRAGONBECK

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The DMV Brings Out the Worst in You – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

She could no longer contain her rage but knew she must if she was to get out of this particular DMV alive. It was one thing to receive ticket #5217 when 5 didn’t even show upon the display board, but the group of armed men currently holding them hostage was definitely screwing with her ability to complete her to-do list today.

Usually she wouldn’t freak out over something as mundane as a to-do list – what did you think tomorrow was for? – but this list wasn’t of the usual variety, and failure to complete it would result in the obliteration of tomorrow and forever after that.

So, mustering her will, she did the only sensible thing to do for her to do: she walked up to the armed guards to explain the situation. When the guard yelled at her and tried to push her down, she’d had enough. Raising a hand toward him, she flipped her wrist and didn’t even stop to watch, as she would normally, and headed to the door instead as his head melted.

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DESIREE MATLOCK

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Husband-At-The-Grocery-Store Syndrome – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

“I said get blood and chocolate not bloody chocolate, from the store – where’d you even buy this?”

“There’s this place in the slums that advertises they can get whatever you need, no matter how outlandish,” he mumbled, a blush warming his face. “So…we can’t use this?”

When he saw the look on the Master’s face, he sighed, then looked down at the open package in his hands. “What do you think it tastes like? I’d have to waste it. I had to trade like four years of life for it.”

“I’m sure we’ll find some use for it eventually. Chocolate keeps.” The Master set it aside, before staring pointedly at him, as though waiting for something. He dreaded figuring out what it was, but his brain simply would not work out what the Master was waiting for. I watched the Master as he sighed heavily, pulled a large needle out of his closet and came at me. Then I remembered the blood part.

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Monster Blues – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

I frowned as yet another sticky block the size of my head landed on the car parked in front of me. A slow concerned gaze from me drifted toward what I could only assume was a monster made of fecal matter. Towering over the parking lot, it was lumpy and lopsided, and dear god did it smell. A man got out of the car next to mine, his manner that of a long-suffering companion. He gestured to the creature. “Now, Bobby,” he began in the best dad voice ever, “We’ve talked about this.” “Yes, dad,” the monster said, defeated, as he started to deflate like a balloon. Even as I sat there, twenty minutes later as the poop monster had most likely gone home with a scolding, it still stank outside.

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Car Insurance Premiums – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

He stared at the liquid remaining in the tea cup, the image doubling in his vision. He turned to her. “What have you done?”

She smiled, pointed teeth gleaming in the firelight, and caressed his cheek. “Don’t worry, everything will be alright in the end, and if it’s not alright, why, then it’s not the end.”

“When it comes to you,” he said, “I’m not sure of that – you’ve tried to start apocalypses before.”

She shrugged. “Sure, but honestly, they are really boring. The day to day struggles of life, you know with a stabbing, I mean a break up, or teen problem, they too can end well and be far more interesting.”

As he collapsed in his seat, the drug taking effect fully, his last thought was of what she might do if she stole his keys. So many possible calamities. Her grin faded to black, and he saw no more.

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I’d Like to Think It’s Amazon Skin Cream – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

The mirror fell from her limp grasp and shattered into a thousand pieces on the marble floor, but all she saw was the hideous face reflected over and over again.

“How…how did this happen…I was so careful!” she said. The skeletal face reminded her of the cat-like scream that haunted her dreams and she knew the omen was true. She turned slowly, afraid not to see herself in even the slight reflection of the window, blackness pooling outside. She knew what she would find. She looked down at her hand, not surprised to see the flesh slowly fading away to reveal the bone and sinew beneath.

“Dammit!” she cursed. “They said it would last for eternity.” She looked around to the empty room, addressing no one. “Two days? That’s all I get? Two stinking days?” she scowled. “Unbelievable. No wonder you are all cursed. I should have trusted those reviews.”

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Keeping Up with the Agenda – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

As she watched reality explode around her again she wondered where the team was sending her next…or rather when. It would have been nice to have some warning this time. The landing was harder than usual and she fell to her knees in black dirt, a pair of well-worn boots in her peripheral.

“Ugh,” she moaned, rising back up to stand. “I hope it’s not Hitler this time – I’ve lucked out so far.”

“I don’t know this Hitler you speak of,” a crisp voice issued from the very attractive man wearing said boots. “But we’ve been expecting you, and you’re late.”

“I work for an agency that specializes in time travel,” I quipped. “How on earth can I be late?”

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DESIREE MATLOCK

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