My word was catch. To recap the rules, I had to use this word in a story. The story could be no more an 100 characters, including spaces. And I can have up to three entries under my name.
Terse is not a strong point, so I struggled here. But spending a day at the Wisconsin State Fair and typing up any idea that came to me on my phone, I manged to get three entries.
The Job: get the money.The Payoff: Over a Million.The Catch: no one has any idea how to manage it.
Catch the rain to see the future. When I see nothing, what does it mean? Was my family right?
To save him, the catch was I died. I didn’t blink as I agreed to it. He was worth more than I
I will find out on Monday how I did. Even if I don’t go any further, I’m still excited that I was able to manage this. A lesson in brevitiy does all authors good, I feel.
