
It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday and this week’s prompt is “est.” That’s right “est.” What the heck am I supposed to do with “est?” I guess I will just have to figure it out once I start my story. Linda Hill says to have fun with it so as a good soldier I will try. If you want to suffer a little go to Linda’s post and read how you can jump into this exercise. https://lindaghill.com/2016/09/16/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-1716/
Est by John W. Howell © 2016
“I was wondering why you continue to invent these dialogs?”
“What are you talking about?. This is fun stuff.”
“Maybe for you, cause all you have to do is come up with sentences in response to what I say. I’m the one who has to work in the prompt.”
“Oh, poor baby. Are we feeling a little oppressed?”
“‘We’ are feeling like we have more of the heavy lifting on this prompt business.”
“Okay then I’ll take over the prompt part, and you just sit there and react to what I say.”
“You’re on. Go ahead.”
“What’s the prompt?”
“I can feel this is going to work well. The prompt is est.”
“What? Dis you hiss at me.”
“No. That’s the prompt E-S-T.”
“Est? What the hell kind of prompt is that?”
“Stop now. You are either going to play or give it back to me.’
“And have you whine for the rest of the day no thanks. Okay, I’ll give it a try. Ahem. Your girlfriend is the nicest.”
“Okay, you got one. Now leave my girlfriend out of this.”
“My, my. You certainly are sensitive. I would say the sensitivest.”
“Beep. No such word. Try again.”
“Hmm. Before I met you today, I was the busiest. Now I’m playing a word game.”
“That works. How are you going to keep folks entertained with this stuff?”
“What’s the problem I have two.”
“Yeah and no one cares. You are not doing anything with the prompt.”
“Like what.”
“Like tell a story. You are just picking words out of the air.”
“Well, why didn’t you say so. Here goes. There was a guy who was the baddest, ablest, calmest, deadliest, evilest, and most contrary person in town.”
“Now you’re talking go on.”
“Well he walked into the bar and yelled,’who is the fastest gun in the place?”‘
“Then what?”
“Some other guy jumped up and said ‘I may not be the fastest but am the gnarliest.'”
“Now I see where you are going?”
“What?”
“You are saying “est” words in alphabetical order.”
“Story is good though isn’t it?”
“No comment.”
