On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.
This month the meme continues here, at Elephant’s Child’s blog, with words supplied by Elephant’s Child in place of Jacqui, who is sadly unable to be with us.
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.
Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or images. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. We would really like it if as many people as possible joined in with this fun meme.
If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that we can come along and read your masterpiece.
It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?
This week's words are:
Here is my story:
His mother had wanted him to join a more noble profession, be a doctor or a lawyer, but Dave enjoyed his job as a medical examiner. His passion for mystery helped solve some of the biggest murder cases when the local police asked him to examine the causes of death for several victims.
He had a jar on his desk into which he would put a dollar coin for every case he was unable to solve. The jar was empty.
Every morning he would step into the elevator and descend to the lower ground level where his examining rooms lay. He would admire the shine on the stainless steel tables, the glint of freshly cleaned instruments, the top quality camera he used to photograph each stage of an autopsy in case photos were needed for a court case.
With his natural charm, expressive eyes and the face of an angel, Dave probably could have been anything else in life. A model perhaps, or a movie star. Maybe the doctor or lawyer his mother had wanted.
His mother had thought it odd that he preferred to spend his days with dead people, but as his career advanced and Dave became well known in forensic science circles, not to mention popular with defence lawyers and the FBI, the actuality of the situation became more acceptable to her.
She began boasting of how smart he was, was a great help he was, how pleased she was that he had chosen this profession.