contest 10/25/14

Saturday, Oct. 25

Required: Contest Round 4: Plot Background Story ▼



Write a story that sets up your plot. EXAMPLE: The Lord of the Rings story revolves around the One Ring, its significance, and how it's destroyed. But how did Frodo get the One Ring in the first place? We learn that in The Hobbit. You obviously can't write a full-scale novel in 15 minutes, but you could write the scene where Bilbo encounters Gollum and stumbles across the ring. That would be a background story that sets up the plot in Lord of the Rings.







*Submit your BITEM or ENTRY link by 1200 noon WDC time on Sunday, Oct. 27 to compete. If you miss this deadline or choose not to compete, you may still post your assignment completion for the grand prize per the standard Challenge guidelines.

Emma watches Sarah stroll down the dirt road to her bus stop. She was so proud of how the children have been growing strong, moral independent people. She had tears running down her eyes. In her heart, she knew that this would be the last time she would see her little red head again.

Emma looked over the back yard toward the barn. She dreaded to do the laundry in the heat. She was feeling alone as she does every day for the past thirteen years. She began her wash. One item after another, she rubbed on the washboard, shake, and hang on the line. Memories of when she would sit around the tables in the local laundry mats with other house wives, filled her mind. Even simple things like chores, were social to Emma. She would attend quilting parties. You could find her at community kitchens. Yea all those days were gone. No family. No friends. Only day in and day out cleaning and cooking all alone.

First she hands a load of under-ware on the line. Next the kids’ jeans went up. Then she reached into the basket, pulling out a blue dress. “How did that get in there?” She asked herself. When she saw the dress hanging by its shoulders, memories came flooding back of all the experiences that she took away from her children by moving into this small community. Without thinking Emma reaches for the next line to continue hanging shirts. She pulls it taunt, tippy toes to reach it, and pulls slack in the line. Then she makes a small loop in the stretchy material and pushes her head through it. There is no way Emma would know that this one act would ruin her family. Emma’s eyes turning back into her face, would never see the damage that she began in the life of her children. While she was gasping for air that could not be received, she was turning her functional family into angry people who victimize her young daughter. As her feet twitched body searching for oxygen, she could not have known that her suicide would lead to the rapes, prostitution, and the beginning of the Generation Witch.