Words for Wednesday
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.
This month the words/prompts are supplied by Wisewebwoman and can be found here
This week's words/prompts are:
1.larch 2.trifle 3.multiple 4.poteen (Irish Moonshine I think)
and/or:
1.surprise 2.quiche 3.flag 4.crossword
use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.
My own story will appear on this blog on Friday 2nd January
I'll be working on it.
ReplyDeletemessymimi; I haven't given the words a single thought, but I will get to it tomorrow.
DeleteInteresting collection of words, River. Wishing you a Happy 2026!
ReplyDeleteThe Happy Whisk; it is an interesting selection and I have no idea yet what I will write. Happy 2026 to you too.
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DeleteI am looking forward to Friday!
ReplyDelete"Sadly" I had a guess:
"It was a trifle, a little sentence W said, 'How´s your cooking and baking doin'?'
I answered, 'must bake an onion cake again, wanna join?' - Him: 'I´d love to!' - What happened next? - multiple. fK asked... and... now I have two guests - for real!I wish I could wait for poteen with that!
An onion cake is a naked quiche, so to say, and last time W - aged 86!!! - ate so much (what?!) I don´t know how to provide for three people - can anyone surprise me with a miracle? Flag up, please, if you can.
I´d rather let Ingo do a crossword-thingy than bake for guests (I´m a beginner still - if failed for myself, no problem, but for guests, friends, OH, MY, where did I get myself into - a larch would be a better one to take over?)"...
Sadly this is really my life. To top that I plan an apple pie. Or I just drop dea... no.
River, did you have to remind me?! Kidding. I´ll do my best for my friends, wish me luck - I ireally am a beginner...
Oh and!!!! To a happy 2026! Here still morning...
DeleteIris; this is excellent. I still have no idea what I will write. Maybe something to fit the current story, maybe something completely different. I love apple pies. Happy 2026 for you and Ingo.
DeleteGreat story Iris.
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Aaaand more pressure, River, gl...s...ad you wont come over to test that apple pie/cake.
DeleteWWW - thank you XO - I really rode myself into that.
What a fun story.
DeleteIris; will you be showing the apple pie/cake and the recipe on your blog?
DeleteHappy New Year, R. Just popped in before going to bed - New Year's Day!
ReplyDeleteMargaret D; Happy New Year to you too.
DeleteStill thinking - and will you keep on hosting this challenge or what's going to happen?
ReplyDeleteCharlotte; I am also still thinking. I will be hosting this for the year, I already have participants lined up to supply the words.
DeleteThanks. My story is here - one year late ;)
DeleteHere's mine all words and colour used. It's NYE here and it was great to sit down right now and write this. Good luck to all.
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The song was of course, “Lark in the Clear Air” which was beautiful. Somehow for years, since she was a teen, she sang it as “Larch in the Clear Air” which made sense to her. She saw the tree, stark against the clear blue sky. It pleased her. She sang it tonight in full throat.
She had never been corrected until one night at the shebeen around the corner where they were all tossing back multiple mugs of poteen when to her surprise this American, an American!, stood up and said, “It may be a trifle to you ma’am but the word is lark, the lark in the.....”
The ma’am got to her, his pink shirt got to her, his American flag pinned to his pocket got to her, Was he too stupid to know you didn’t wear US flags in Ireland? Americans wore Canadian flags for heaven’s sake. To be treated better.
Who let him in? Shebeens were illegal.
“Poetic Licence,” she snarled at him, “now go back to your crossword.” For she had noticed he had been working on it as she sang. Rude Yankee.
He smiled and looked down at his crossword.
“Now can you tell me a French word for a kind of egg pie?”
“Quiche” she snarled again, but softening a little.
“Can you spell it?”
“L-A-R-K,” she said.
And here the crowd broke out in a roar mixed with laughter.
“That’s how we spell quiche in Ireland,” they chanted.
And she found herself laughing and the Yankee was laughing too.
And then he bought her a very large Guinness and she sat down with him and they finished the crossword together.
What a nice way to end the story!
DeleteHuge smile here, thanks!
DeleteWisewebwoman; that's a lovely surprise ending to a good story, thank you.
DeleteHappy New Year River and thanks for hosting the W4W.
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Wisewebwoman; thank you, I'll be here all year.
DeleteI get my poteen from multiple larch trees and it's nothing to trifle with.
ReplyDeleteImagine my surprise as Mike waved a quiche instead of a flag, totally engrossed in his crossword.
DeleteMike; poteen from larch trees? I hope it's strong and tasty.
DeleteCharlotte; I can't imagine being so engrossed I would wave a quiche instead of a flag, perhaps he has had too much poteen?
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