And my dear friends, thus endeth my term as provider of the prompts. Cindi Summerlin will provide our words for October. Here are the words for this last week in September 2017.
arbitrary
diminution
plausible
immense
temporize
Pandemonium
garble
élan
perfunctory
bifurcate
vermicular
toothsome
a perfunctory glance at the list tells me there is at least three words, perhaps four, that I already know. Which doesn't mean this will be easy, but I'm ready to give it a go.
ReplyDeleteI believe Cindi Summerlin is supplying the words next month.
She is, and there is a link to her blog in my story below.
DeleteThank you for reminding me that Cindy will take over October. I went back and posted that on the WFW page. Can't wait to see what you do with this week's words:-)
DeleteGranny Annie agreed to provide the prompts this month, and did so with élan. She didn't provide an arbitrary selection, but one that she plotted and planned with the help of Miriam-Webster's word of the day.
ReplyDeleteEach week one or more of us left a comment (sometimes opprobrious) about the pandemonium her far from perfunctory selection had caused. I will not temporise. My comments were designed to delay the time when I had to muster both brain cells and whip them into shape to avoid creating nothing more than a polysyllabic garble.
Sometimes I suspect our criticisms may have made the gracious Granny feel vermicular. Which was totally unfair. When we pushed ourselves and forced our minds to bifurcate from familiar pathways we all came up with some toothsome tales.
So thank you Granny Annie. Thank you from the bottom of my stretched brain.
Perhaps I am lazy (certainly I am lazy) but there is part of me which hopes that Cindi who has taken on the immense challenge for October gives us words which involve a diminution of the difficulties I have faced in creating a plausible tale.
Hahaha! That's tellin' 'er, EC! lol
DeleteYour use of this week's words, as with the others supplied this month by Ms Annie, is excellent.
We showed 'er! Now, the men with the white jackets have come to take me away! :)
You have to admit, she did do a good job of messing with our minds.
DeleteNice job with the words. You have to admit, September was kind of fun wasn't it?
DeleteWell done E.C. You took on the challenge and went above and beyond. I enjoyed it as well but the crazy words were not any easier for me that for the rest of you. As vowed previously, I will not do this again when it is my turn.
DeleteDespite our (rude) protests, I think we enjoyed it too. And feel free to stretch our grey matter again next time around.
DeleteEC, you've blown my mind with this week's effort. I am truly amazed with the way you used the words :)
DeleteRiver: Amazed or appalled?
DeleteI love what you did with the words EC, very well done, your mind is truly amazing.
DeleteGreat job and so relevant to the list of words :)
DeleteAnd here we are...the last Wednesday in September!! Thank you, Evil Annie for waking up our latent grey matter!! :)
ReplyDelete"She was trying her best not to allow the TOOTHSOME display on the stage affect her as she tried to ignore the PANDEMONIUM going on around her. She appreciated the human form and movement as much as the next person, but she never put on a public display.
It was PLAUSIBLE, of course, and she kind of understood the VERMICULAR lines of drooling woman, edging their way to the front of the stage. But, acting like giggling high school girls, she would never understand. She stood firm, refusing to become one of them. It was not who she was.
The unintelligible GARBLE going on around her was an embarrassment and she wanted, somehow, to TEMPORIZE the situation...to keep herself apart from the rabble. She felt the behaviour was a DIMINUTION of the dignity of women. She knew she was out of her depth. She was outnumbered, but she stood firm as always.
She had never understood why some females believed it ARBITRARY to carry on like a mob of screaming teenagers when they came upon a group of half-naked men.
She was as red-blooded a woman as any of those surrounding her. She admired the fine human forms on the stage. The tanned dancers performed with energetic ĖLAN, and with the flair of a dozen Nureyevs, but one had to BIFURCATE crass, unrefined behaviour from enthusiastic appreciation.
She felt the PERFUNCTORY behaviour of the majority of the IMMENSE crowd in the auditorium to be insincere. Embarrassingly, most were acting like sheep, just following the actions of their peers, because, senselessly, they believed that was what they should do.
Could they not think for their own self, rather than be clones of each other?"
Lee I love this. And sadly no, thinking seems to be a dying art.
DeleteWell done!
DeleteGreat job.....a perfect example of crowd mentality.
DeleteIt seems like a lot of people these days are unable to think for themselves. Lee, you have done a fantastic job with September words. Face it, you just do a great job with any words:-)
DeleteLee; I like this so much, you've done really well :)
DeleteNice job Lee.
DeleteWell done!
DeleteI have posted my offering on my blog. These words at least sounded English. Ha Ha! Thanks!
ReplyDeletehttps://now-you-dont.blogspot.com/
I got right over there Sharon and loved the story about the poor doggy on trial. Good job and welcome to WFW. You came in with full force.
DeleteYou did very good Sharon, looking forward to reading more in the future.
DeletePhew........the end of September at last lol. Actually, I hate to disappoint you, but there is only two words I need to look up this week. Ha! Actually I have enjoyed this month .... learned a lot .... expanded the grey cells....great job Granny.
ReplyDelete
ReplyDelete"A toothsome treat." the demon hissed.
Grace smiled secure in the knowledge the diminution would start immediately both in size and capabilities.
The creatures loathsome vermicular movements were sickening to watch.
"You created pandemonium in my garden." Grace said, "I couldn't tolerate that. There had to be repercussions."
"So you arbitrarily took action?" the demon temporized, his brain scrambling in all directions for a solution. Unfortunately his speech was garbled sounding more like squaking thanks to the power of the potion he had ingested.
"It seemed plausible." Grace smiled. The demon raised an immense wail, surprising since he was now the size of a mouse.
With one perfunctory motion Grace dropped it into a small cage. Handing it to Estelle she said, "Take him to where the path bifurcates at the entrance to the Dark Wood and release him. If he chooses well he will live, if not, he'll make an excellent lunch for our friend Screech."
Big, big smiles. A wonderful conclusion to Grace's story. As an owl lover I hope that the demon doesn't poison Screech.
DeleteThis week's words were perfect for more to the story of Grace. I'm not sure she should have told Estelle to release him. Great writing Delores.
DeleteGrace sure took care of that demon. Nice ending Delores, or is there more to Grace's story?
DeleteThanks, everyone. I've reckon we've all stood up to the plate and, with determination, faced the foe! :)
ReplyDeleteI think I speak for us all...thank you, Annie....this month has been a lot of fun. (And, just so you know, I am not typing this through gritted teeth)!! :)
Again, congratulations on a job well done, Delores. :)
ReplyDeleteHello everyone, I continued with my tale posted last week: It is also posted on my blog at WFW - The Fairer Sex
ReplyDeleteThe brother in law and his new companion were a toothsome couple by sight, but in private their personalities tended to bifurcate the moment they began a conversation. His immense training as a law enforcement officer gave him command of the room when he began to speak, and his perfunctory smile melted all of the women making them hang on his every word, this was a plausible explanation he always gave himself for his luck with the fairer sex, and his grace and style with speaking commanded everyone else’s attention, you could say public speaking was his élan.
She however would temporize herself to his conversations in public, and follow along as best she could, all of his big words and fancy speeches got old to her rather quickly, his voice once mesmerized her but now all of the garble seemed to lead simply to the diminution of her fascination in him.
Their arbitrary hook up turned out to be not just a chance meeting, she thought it was fate, she actually thought it to be the finding of her soul mate, but for him it was simply that she was the first woman he saw when he entered the bar. His vermicular movement through the crowd gained her attention, and when he spoke she knew that this would be for life.
After the pandemonium of her life with him for the last six weeks, she had finally began “Fattening the Hog” so to say, she now had him staying at home and gorging himself on food, liquor, and anything else she could slip into his meals or drink.
The looks and whispers from his family followed by his outburst at his mothers table said that her plan was working, it was just a matter of time now, if he wanted to treat her like a whore, then she was going to treat him like a John and take everything he had, plus leave him completely undesirable to any other woman.
Quite the vicious revenge going on here Jimmy. It's a pity they can't stay friends and part amicably instead.
DeleteA truly vicious revenge. Which he could foil if he had any self discipline.
DeleteJimmy, this is definitely a plan I have never heard of before. She will have her vengeance for sure as his ego is shot. Great use of all the words.
DeleteWhoa ... you got inside her head. You know, women DO think that way. Scary isn't it?
ReplyDeleteYes, I am still alive. With a month of words.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Delores' comment on your post...you deserve a trophy for your accomplishment. Bravo!!! Looking forward to your prompts in October.
Deletethank you both, but no trophy please! I'm still unpacking things that I packed in Florida four years ago! I'm longing for a minimalist lifestyle with just my husband, dog, cats, a comfortable lounge chair, and books. Well, and a change of clothes or two. A blanket. Tea and crackers. And maybe a lamp to read by. There, you see my problem!
DeleteFinally my own story for WFW is posted on my blog. My usual Friday Funnies will be posted tomorrow.
ReplyDelete