Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
22 Months! For 22 months I’ve created a story of pure fiction out of the words I receive each month in our Use Your Words challenge put on by our fearless leader Karen from Baking in a tornado. Want to be a part of the fun? Just let me know in the comments below and I’ll steer you in the right direction (or just click on the Use Your Words image in the sidebar!
cube ~ behind the scenes ~ confetti ~ drink ~ offstage ~ touch
It was submitted by: https://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com
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They stopped at the top of the rise and looked out at their future along the Willamette River. The town was bigger than they had imagined. They could see a church, a general store, and a livery from up high. They also saw the land agent’s office at the very end of town. “Of course, it’s on the far side of town. They want you to go just a little further,” Emmy said shaking the dust out of her bonnet.
“Well, we’ll set up camp on the outskirts. I think it’s best if we keep to ourselves as much as possible,” Matt said noticing all of the people moving here and there. He had no idea that there were going to be so many people. “We just want to get our deeds and get out of here. I don’t expect this giveaway will last long. There can’t be that much land out there unclaimed.”
“As long as they have our 960 acres when we get there that’s all I care about,” Joe said riding up alongside him.
“What do you mean 960 acres? Don’t you mean 1280 acres? There are four of us. It’s 320 acres for every man and woman.” Emmy said outraged as she usually was when it came to Joe.
Matt looked up at Grace before he spoke. He and Grace had been discussing this last night and this is a conversation he dreaded having if only because he knew how angry it was going to make Emmy.
“Emmy,” Matt said, “Unmarried women are not allowed to own property.”
“What do you mean can’t own land?!? I made this trip just like every man and woman in this group, better than some!” Her voice rising with every word.
Grace put her arm out to touch her shoulder but in her anger, she jerked away. “Emmy it doesn’t matter we’re all one big family.”
“Do you get land?” Emmy asked her.
“Well, yes but we’re married pointing at Matt. That’s the only way it’s legal,” Grace explained, “I thought you knew that or I would have said something a long time ago, but I don’t see why it matters.”
Emmy slung the drink in her dusty cup. “So everybody has something that belongs to them. Everybody but me. That isn’t fair. All because I haven’t gotten married yet? That’s none of their business. I thought we were going in together to build our own farm “cube“, each of us with our own square, now it’s going to be a triangle. How are we gonna do that?”
“Well, you could just marry me,” Joe spoke up a bit too forcibly, “then you could get your land.”
All three head’s swiveled around at his outburst and the red started at his neck and quickly to his ears and face.
“Well throw the confetti! If that wasn’t the most romantic proposal you’ve ever heard?” She said sarcastically. “I hardly think so. If a man can’t ask the right way, he doesn’t deserve a wife.”
Hours later after setting up camp they were all anxious to check out the town. They had seen the line for the land agency and decided to wait until tomorrow to go there.
“Grace and I made a list of things we need from the General Store,” Emmy said, “but did you see that the town is putting on a play tonight to welcome us to town?”
“I’m going to say that I don’t think it’s a good idea, but I know better than try to argue with you two,” Matt said.
“Yay, MaryEllen agreed to watch Patty so it will be like a date,” Emmy laughed having forgotten the earlier conversation or just deciding not to ruin their fun evening.
They sat in the back on the raised platform that had been set up for spectators. The admission had been free and they were all excited for a night of fun. From where they were sitting Matt could see a small portion behind the scenes where the canvas wasn’t tied tightly offstage.
They all got caught up in the performance so it was a few minutes before he looked back at his firsthand peek of what was to come and he couldn’t cover his shock when he spotted Joe getting ready to step on stage.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado https://bakinginatornado.com/
On the Border https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
Part-time Working Hockey Mom https://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/
The Crazy Mama Llama https://crazymamallama.blogspot.com