For fiction writing course – fact/fiction

I. (1 fact, 3 fictitious statements)

As I look around the empty house, I think how it would be if I had children. I cringe to think of toys strewn about, stains on the carpet from spilled juice, shoes kicked off in odd places. It’s even worse to imagine the constant noise. No, I was never meant to be a mother.

II. (3 facts, 1 fictitious statement)

As I look around my messy house, I think how it would look if I’d never had children. I hardly notice the toys strewn about, the stained carpet, the shoes is odd places. I feel I’ve known them all my life; it’s hard to think that the inconvenience of being a mother would matter to me now.



Trifecta says: This weekend, we want you to give us a thirty-three response using the word stone as one of your thirty-three words.

A new birth, plus two. They fill my heart with a love as weighty as the heaviest stone in my pocket. I tread deeper, to drown in the joys and fears of motherhood.

I hate my job…

“My heart’s just not in it,” I confided.

“I’m sure that’s not true…” she said consolingly, lifting a hand as if to pat my arm, but stopping suddenly at my raised eyebrow.

“Heartfelt accounting?” I asked.

“Hmm, I see what you mean,” she replied, dropping her hand & laughing.