It’s almost 1.15 p.m. I’ve just had lunch and have sat down at my computer, my gorgeous deaf cat Oscar in close attendance. He is perched on my writing pad that lies by my computer keyboard, occasionally patting at my fingers as they tap away at the keys.
So, what to write? I look around for inspiration. Nope. Nothing. I wonder if those lovely folk at The Daily Post have listed today’s prompt yet? Alas, no.
Something about their page does strike me, however. November’s current list of word prompts. Thus far, beginning with yesterday’s word “filthy” and working backwards, their list reads: Filthy. Tart. Fish. Lofty. Flames. Or. Vegetal. Primp. Second Thoughts. Irksome. Relish. Hyperbole. Base. Sincere. Bludgeon. Copycat.
As I writer, I love wordplay. Can I do something with this, I wonder? Let’s give it a try. Here goes!
“You’re nothing but a filthy tart! You strut around, smiling, beguiling, while you fish for compliments. Beware though, my dear. Those lofty ideas you have about yourself will fall victim to the flames of ridicule. Either your egotistical bubble will be cruelly burst, or you will watch as your looks compost down like so much vegetal waste. Oh! You can primp all you want. I still find you ugly. No, on second thoughts, I find you irksome and look forward to bringing you down a peg or two with relish. Even when you speak, your sentences are filled with hyperbole. Your words are base and anything but sincere. You do not caress others with your voice, you bludgeon.”
I sat back, exhausted, my spleen thoroughly vented. I looked at her, waiting, expecting the inevitable retaliation. She smiled, held my gaze, and then she said simply, “I said exactly the same about you just the other night. So go ahead, throw your insults, but at least I’m original. I’m not a copycat like you!”
Well folks, what do you think? I’d love to hear your thoughts.