This was a draft from an old prompt. Don’t remember why I didn’t get around to posting this, but here it is. Enjoy.
Panicked, the man ran from rack to rack.
“Can I help you, Sir?” The clerk asked.
“I only looked away for a minute.”
“You’ve lost something?”
The man frantically wiped aside clothes on the nearby racks, looking underneath one. “Jackson!”
The clerk’s hands fluttered against her chest. “Oh my; shall I call security?”
“Jackson, I swear to God, when I get my hands on you.”
“I’m sure he’s close by, but threatening him won’t make him come out of hiding,” the clerk said, in a strained, high voice.
A look of confusion crossed the clerk’s face. “You said, Jackson. Aren’t we looking for a boy?”
The man rolled his eyes. “It’s a gender neutral name,” he said, moving to the next rack. “Haven’t you heard the latest, gender terms are offensive.”
“Offensive?” The clerk moved with him, scanning the area for a wandering child. “To whom?”
“Not to me,” he said, stopping abruptly, “It’s a family name.” A smile spread across his face. The clerk followed his gaze.
The child stood on the dressing stage in front of a large mirror. Tiny hands clutched her frilly pink dress, and dark brown curls bounced with each twirl.
“She looks like a princess to me; all girl,” he said.
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Each morning with a strong cup of coffee, I open my gmail. As I wade through the good, bad and crazy stuff in my inbox, one email never fails to generate a smile.
I read the word aloud, before reading the definition. My husband and I have a bit of fun guessing the meaning. He almost always gets it right.
Why am I telling you about this silly little morning ritual?
Not because I’m becoming a great wordsmith. No, most days I’ve forgotten the new word before my second cup of coffee. However, it reminds me to not limit my writing to the same old tired adjectives.
I’m quite sure I’ll never or at least rarely use any of the obscure words selected by Dictionary.com. Come on, I doubt I’ll ever use soliloquize in a sentence. Although I often go around the house talking to myself.
But, I hope reading these types of little prompts will act as a reminder to search for more creative ways to express myself. To step away from the mundane and ordinary, reaching for the unusual.
What about you, do you find yourself reaching, searching for a better word?
How do you find just the right word?
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