Another ten minute free write which brings
as much inspiration as a potato
“I am a heart shaped potato, not every
potato is heart shaped.”
“I know, so what am I supposed to write
about a heart shaped potato, or will you change into an artichoke if I kiss
you.”
“No, not exactly, but I will get wet. You
can peel me and perhaps even cook me. I promise I am tasty to the last bite and
I won’t scream.”
“How can I kill a heart shaped potato?”
“How can I kill a heart shaped potato?”
“That’s life. Some are born to write boring
daily prompts and others are born to be eaten.”
“I suppose that is true, although I cannot
cook and eat a potato that I had a conversation with. It would be murder. You
were not the only potato, I bought a whole kilo. I have already cooked the
others. Do you think they suffered.? It just so happened that you were heart
shaped, so I saved you for a photo.”
“No, of course we were having quite an
exciting conversation before we were separated about our futures, boiled or
fried. You know, if I am peeled I look even better. Naked potatoes can be
really sexy.”
“I never thought of you in that way, you
mean that my blog might be banned if I took a photo of you without the outside
layer, peel-free.”
“Try it”
“I cannot bring it over my heart to peel
you.”
“If you just leave me I will dry out and
shrivel and no-one likes a shrivelled potato.”
“Ok, you have convinced me. I will peel you
and cook you. What do you prefer hashed browns, mashed potato, French fries or
a röschti.”
“Ohhh a röschti sounds good. Really exotic, but fry me in butter. I love butter.”
“Ohhh a röschti sounds good. Really exotic, but fry me in butter. I love butter.”
“And you really don’t mind. It will be
death by grating and frying. Can you forgive me?”
“Mrs. Angloswiss, forget it. I am a potato,
not a living thing. Think of all the vegetarians that are convinced that eating
potatoes has no negative effects on the life of a potato.”
“But we are having a conversation. Hello,
hello”
Did I dream that? Or was it just something
stupid for a 10 minute writing exercise to keep the guys in the WordPress
t-shirts happy. I hate this Thursday prompt. Someone said it reminded them of
throwback Thursday. It reminds me of a Throw-away Thursday. Oh and yes, the
potato disappeared with some of its brothers and sisters in a röschti.
When the chips are down, you can count on potatoes :-))
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