Friday June 14th, 2013

The exercise:

Write four lines of prose about: summer camp.

Heading back to the market tomorrow morning with seventy pints of strawberries, four pints of raspberries, and two hundred pounds of cherries. Oh, and some rhubarb and the last of our bedding plants. And, you know, my greeting cards. I guess.

They're kind of feeling like an afterthought this week though.


The counsellors gathered in the open field beyond the children's cabins, standing silently with hands stuffed deep into jacket and short pockets. Above them the moon was obscured in the night sky by patchy, silver-lined clouds.

"Tony was a real pain in the ass today," a voice finally said, though it was difficult to say which of them had spoken. "My vote goes to eating him tomorrow."


Greg said...

Heh, but your bedding plants and greeting cards will be what you're selling for most of the market, since the soft fruit will all sell out by 10:30! So they're definitely not an afterthought :)
That reminds me, it's Father's Day tomorrow, so I should sort a card out for that....
Heh, that sounds like a survivalist kind of summer camp. I wonder if you get a refund if your child isn't one of the ones that returns?

Summer camp
"Look, Jamie," said his mother, in that slightly strained tone used by parents everywhere who think their offspring aren't enthusiastic enough. "Look at the activities – you can go ditch-digging, learn about basic fortifications, emplace guns and fill sandbags and... race... camels...." Her voice tailed away as she stared at the poster promoting the camp, while Jamie suddenly looked much more enthusiastic.
"This is great," he said, "I can learn to fire an M15 too!"

Ceil said...

Hi Marc! This is my first visit to your blog. I think this is a great idea. I have just started my blog and could use some practice with writing. I think I'll 'join' you and see what I can do.

Have a good weekend, and Happy Father's Day!

Peace in Christ,

Marc said...

Greg - well, they were. But they didn't exactly keep us super busy... but I suppose it was better than having nothing at all to sell!

That sounds like a very fun camp! Not sure I'd let Max attend though...

Ceil - hello and welcome! I hope you find the blog useful, and please accept my apologies for taking so long to respond. I'm usually (sometimes) better about it than this :)