Monday Moment #86: a writing prompt for your work-in-progress
This post is going to hurt me more than it's going to hurt you. Trust me! (But be careful if you choose to read on because this Moment comes with a challenge.)
So, here's the thing. We're friends, right? If you come here to Cuppa, then we must be friends. If this is your first time visiting Cuppa, well...we must become friends veryvery quickly because I can ONLY share this with friends. Seriously!
Why?
I told you already.
It's painful.
*deep breath*
It's that time of year!
SCHOOL PHOTO TIME
Which is all fine and good until you find out how bad your school photo really is. So, with a little help from my chuckling hubby, we chose one of my photos. Oh yes. We did.
6th grade. 'Nuf said? Did anyone have a good photo from sixth grade?
Prepare yourselves...
.
.
.
.
Oh the volumes this photo speaks! The rolled-forward shoulders. The retainer. And yes...the MULLET!
So. Very. Bad.
But I see this photo and I think, "That's who Judy Blume wrote for." And that girl, and so many just like her, is why I write today.
And because my husband laughed so hysterically at my mullet, I present him in sixth grade...
What sucks is that he was totally cuter, not nearly as awkward and homely, with only a bitty mullet.
Don't say I didn't warn you. This is a special two part Moment, because before a I share the writing prompt, I throw down a challenge: I'LL SHOW YOU MINE IF YOU SHOW ME YOURS. If you are a blogger, I challenge you to share your awkward school photo in tribute to the kid/teen you write for then post your link in the comments so we can all share in your awkward joy. Come on. You know you want to.
And for the Moment:
What memorable school photo or school photo experience has your character gone through?
So, here's the thing. We're friends, right? If you come here to Cuppa, then we must be friends. If this is your first time visiting Cuppa, well...we must become friends veryvery quickly because I can ONLY share this with friends. Seriously!
Why?
I told you already.
It's painful.
*deep breath*
It's that time of year!
SCHOOL PHOTO TIME
Which is all fine and good until you find out how bad your school photo really is. So, with a little help from my chuckling hubby, we chose one of my photos. Oh yes. We did.
6th grade. 'Nuf said? Did anyone have a good photo from sixth grade?
Prepare yourselves...
.
.
.
.
Oh the volumes this photo speaks! The rolled-forward shoulders. The retainer. And yes...the MULLET!
So. Very. Bad.
But I see this photo and I think, "That's who Judy Blume wrote for." And that girl, and so many just like her, is why I write today.
And because my husband laughed so hysterically at my mullet, I present him in sixth grade...
What sucks is that he was totally cuter, not nearly as awkward and homely, with only a bitty mullet.
Don't say I didn't warn you. This is a special two part Moment, because before a I share the writing prompt, I throw down a challenge: I'LL SHOW YOU MINE IF YOU SHOW ME YOURS. If you are a blogger, I challenge you to share your awkward school photo in tribute to the kid/teen you write for then post your link in the comments so we can all share in your awkward joy. Come on. You know you want to.
And for the Moment:
What memorable school photo or school photo experience has your character gone through?