Dawn and Amy’s Scrabble Story

Last night Amy and I played Story Scrabble. Instead of scoring, each player uses her word in a sentence of a continuing story. Together they write the story until all the letters are used on the Scrabble board.  Here is our Scrabble Story…IMG_20131006_202553_825

Dawn and Amy’s Scrabble Story
(scrabble words are italicized)

A baby deer is lost in the woods

when suddenly, he comes upon an altar

where he drinks cool water from the marble basin

laying below the outstretched arm of the stone Buddha.

The holy water stirs a brimming energy in the young deer.

He feels a racy strut coming on

and leaps far into the dark woods.

The wind sings a raspy warning through the leaves

foretelling six tests of his fate.

Our deer rips a huge fart, declaring his protest.

When he is done fumigating the woods, a fairy appears.

“We are not impressed by your crude ways, young deer,” she says. “We are here to help you become who you were destined to be…”

“a duck.”

Ha,” mocked the deer. “I’m going into heat!”

The fairy flipped her lid and began shouting.

“But this is a very important fable, who do you think you are???”

At this, the deer jumped onto the road and was hit by a van.

The fairy cried “nooooooo” in terror.

She quickly recovered, though, by taking a powder.

Out from the van jumped a dog.

His odd, tinny bark knocked the fairy unconsciousness!

The dog licked the fairy back to consciousness and knelt before her saying “you are my queen.”

“This is my solemn vow.”

“What is your name sweet dog?” asked the fairy.

Happy to know the answer to this little quiz our hero happily answered…

Slim,”

and licked the fairy’s sparkly shoe.

She was so enamored that she did not notice the guile in his eyes.

With a flourish, Slim took out a magic bone from deep in his fur, and…

used it to pop a zit

then turned and said, “time for my daily jog.”

But, he slipped in the slime of his popped zit.

With a righteous nod, our fairy flew away

to a land beyond the node of the blue mountain

known far and wide as Nodeavan

where she took up farming with an ox.

She was no longer interested in crappy fables.

She broke her fairy wand in half saying, “bite it!”

Vows shmows!”

No more for me. I am now officially declaring myself an X-fairy.”

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About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to “light the gloomy corners of the world.” She facilitates writing workshops both online and face-to-face and is a dynamic speaker on inspiration, innovation, change, and healing. Dawn believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her business and her blog are called: create the dawn.
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