{"id":8358,"date":"2019-08-26T01:00:35","date_gmt":"2019-08-26T08:00:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/?p=8358"},"modified":"2019-08-22T14:08:21","modified_gmt":"2019-08-22T21:08:21","slug":"tapestry-of-fortunes-inspired-prompt-439","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/tapestry-of-fortunes-inspired-prompt-439\/","title":{"rendered":"Tapestry of Fortunes Inspired . . . Prompt #439"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I\u2019m spending this summer re-reading Elizabeth Berg<\/a>\u2019s books. Perhaps I\u2019m trying to recreate the summers of my pre-teen years. After morning chores, afternoons were mine to do what I wanted. I walked to the library every Saturday and checked out an armload of books. Starting with the letter A in the children\u2019s section, I worked my way around the room. I don\u2019t remember what letter I was on when I abandoned the children\u2019s section for adult fiction, upstairs in the grand and austere room, seeped with old-world charm, burnished wood stair railings, mahogany wainscoting, heavy oak chairs, and of course stacks and stacks of books. Those were the days of hushed voices and the librarian whispering shhhhh, pointer finger over pursed lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This summer,\nI\u2019m enjoying the cool breeze from a portable fan while Berg\u2019s characters march and\ndance through my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here is an excerpt from Tapestry of Fortunes\u00a0from\u00a0pages\u00a07\u00a0and\u00a08:<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

{<\/i><\/span>The main character, Cecilia Ross, is a motivational speaker. She is Atlanta in this scene, at the Oshaka Women\u2019s Club.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m\nstanding at the window in the speaker\u2019s room and looking through the slanted\nblinds at the women gathered on the lawn, chatting amiably, laughing, leaning\ntheir heads together to share a certain confidence. They\u2019re pretty; they look\nlike so many butter mints, dressed in pastel greens and pinks and yellows and\nwhites. It\u2019s a warm spring day after a rainy night, and the women who are wearing\nhigh heels are having trouble with them sinking into the earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A\nfifty-something woman wearing a yellow apron over a print dress comes into the\nroom holding a little gold-rimmed plate full of food: tea sandwiches, cut-up\nmelon, cookies. \u2018I have to tell you, I am really looking forward to hearing you\nspeak. I hope you won\u2019t mind my telling you this, but you said something in\nyour last book that truly helped change my life: Getting lost is the only\nway to find what you didn\u2019t know you were looking for<\/em>.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Prompt:<\/em><\/strong> Write about something you have\nlooked for.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or write about getting lost in order to find what you were looking for.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or write\nabout a warm spring day.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Links\nto \u201cLost\u201d writing prompts on The Write Spot Blog:<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Write about a time you were lost. Prompt #60<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Something lost or stolen from you or from your fictional character. Prompt #321<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Something that was lost or stolen. Prompt #326<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

You can also write on any of the photos that accompany these writing prompts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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