Literary agent extraordinaire Janet Reid placed a writing contest on her blog yesterday. Although I have followed the Shark's blog for some time now, I have never entered any of her contests. The criteria included using 5 preselected words in a short story that does not exceed 100 words in length. The resulting fruit of my labor is strange and not likely to win anyone's awards, but it was a great way to get the juices flowing before school starts up again:
“Jasper. Jasper! Wake your lazy ass up! I know you’ve hit the snooze button at least three times now. You promised to clean up the guest bathroom days ago. There’s mildew everywhere,” I said.
“No one told you to invite your mother to stay here with us. Clean it yourself,” said Jasper.
“You know she’s had a hard time ever since that gardening club scandal went down.”
“No one told her to buy aphids online and set them loose on old Miss Daisy’s roses! She’s almost ninety!”
“Well, you know Mom. She’s always had a flair for the dramatic.”
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