For the record, I NEVER hated writing. But since Bill Watterson, the creator of Calvin and Hobbes, went to High School with me, I thought the cartoon appropriate to depict me doing my writing homework. You see, as if I didn't have enough to do in my "real" life, I helped found a neighborhood writer's guild. One of the challenges at each meeting is to write 2 paragraphs that follow a starter sentence. The September prompt was "Last night while walking through East Beach..." This is what my muses came up with.
Last night while walking through East Beach, a
glint of white caught my eye. There,
peeking out through the mulch piled around Mrs. Dietrich’s Klems Hardy
Gardenias. I stopped and picked up a
tile, about the size of a domino only twice as thick. I turned the cool and smooth item in my hand
as I walked. Within a few steps I was
near enough a streetlight to stop and inspect the tile closer. Hmmm.
One side had markings. Chinese
characters, to be specific, in blood-red ink.
But having never taken a single lesson in Chinese, the symbols meant
nothing to me.
