Yes, I know it’s Christmas, but that’s no excuse for not joining in my weekly challenge. You have two weeks for this one – until 7th January. We’ll be well into the New Year then so my challenge is centred around the theme of New Year (with a few fun words thrown in too!):
Option one: Choose as many words as you can from the following list and write a twenty-word story:
- New
- Year
- Cocktails
- Jackanapes
- Plastered
- Dave
- Expectations
- Games
- Midnight
- Jollification
- Discommodious
- Resolutions
- Unicorn
- January
- Granny
Option two: Write a story/poem, centred around any of the following New Year themes :
- Friendship
- New beginnings
- Party
Last week, your list of words was as follows:
- Crackers
- Mary
- Party
- Stockings
- Celebrate
- Star
- Donkey
- Santa
- Gold
- Frosty
- Mistletoe
- Nativity
- Friends
- Believe
I loved reading each and every entry:
Jo Lambert was super speedy in sending in her fun story:
Mary watches friends celebrate, pull gold crackers, hang stockings and kiss under mistletoe while Santa star gazes under frosty skies.
Glynis Smy didn’t take long to craft her entertaining story:
Crackers, the Nativity donkey, wore stockings to celebrate with friends, Mary, and Santa. He was the star in frosty gold.
I’m pleased to welcome Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge to the challenge:
Hopelessly gazing at the words, she wanted to hope inspiration for a mistletoe story would appear before the party started…
Helen Jones sent in an hilarious story:
‘You can’t put stockings on a donkey!’
‘Who says? It’s my Nativity.’
‘You’re crackers, Mary.’
‘I believe I’m the star.’
Les Moriarty’s story brings a smile:
Mary’s friends believed in Santa. They celebrated at her party with crackers, food, stockings and mistletoe. Frosty the donkey smiled.
Option two for last week was to write a story/poem, centred around any of the following Christmas themes :
- Joy
- Peace
- Hope
Les Moriarty wrote a powerful poem on the third theme:
Hope
I hope
She hopes
I wish
She wishes
Without hope our dreams
remain in the dark.
Without wishes the reasons
everything
happens disappear.
I’d like to run away
and hope to be found
by you
for
a
second.
So I make a wish
and
hope.
Keith Channing covered all three themes with his brilliant poem (Posted at Joy, peace and hope (with the picture, which makes sense of the last two verses)
We’re going away for Christmas,
Driving down to Spain
We took our camper there last year,
And now we’re going again.
A place called Benicarlo,
Half way down the coast.
The way the weather’s looking now
We should be warm as toast
We want a quiet holiday
Just looking for some peace
If I watch what I eat and drink
I won’t end up obese.
The camper’s “Arabella”
She is my pride and joy
Though she is filled with stuff to eat
We never do pak choi.
A web shop that we deal with
Was offering pot luck
And when the post came yesterday
I was damned near dumbstruck.
Among the goodies that arrived
I found a selfie stick
Hoped that if I made use of it
I wouldn’t look a dork
And so I took the selfie
My wife was quite excited
But judging by my face I was
A long way from delighted.
The more I look at this damned pic
The more I think it’s crappy
In fact to tell the truth I’m not
A happy snappy chappie.
Adhin Shamina wrote a super story to share with you. It’s too long to post here so please scroll down to the bottom of my comments from last week to read it:
https://esthernewtonblog.wordpress.com/2015/12/17/my-weekly-writing-challenge-80/
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Esther Chilton 
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