In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Connect the Dots.”
Today, I came across the WordPress Daily Post “Connect the Dots” which entails opening your nearest book to page 82, take the third full sentence on the page, and work it into a post somehow.
My sentence is: “Treehouses”, Henry said. “I had a treehouse when I was a kid”. It is taking from the short story collection “Magic for Beginners” by Kelly Link. Click on the pic for a summary.
Although not your typical writer, I thought I would stretch my blogging muscles and see if I could come up with something.
But what do you write when you are not a writer?
What do I mean by “not a writer”?
Well, I do not create short stories, poetry or novels, authors and aspiring writers do. However, I need their stories to write my reviews as there is a considerable amount of existing material I can use and rely on.
Going from an entire book to just a sentence is going to be a challenge!
What can I write with: “Treehouses”, Henry said. “I had a treehouse when I was a kid”?
Well, I can at least show you what my perfect tree house may have looked like.
Voila!!!
But in truth, I did not have a treehouse when I was a kid, so what did my younger brother and I do??!
We improvised.
We had bunk beds and the finishing touch was pretty simple. Just pin a few bed sheets around the frame and voila. Let me tell you though, mummy was not impressed to say the least.
In our treehouse, we were always able to create our own magical world for a time at least, and let’s face it, bunk beds with pinned bed sheets was going to be the closest I ever get to being a princess in a huge luxurious castle (yes, even at that age I had my standards :)).
So, what tree house did you have when you were a kid?
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/connect-the-dots/
LaChouett
had a very simple tree house, basically a platform. But fondest memories are climbing a tree, sitting on a large branch (for some comfort) and letting my imagination have a field day. I would visit a variety of people, both present day and from history. I would visit other locales. I can still feel the breeze on my face.
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Hi Virginie,
If I’d have had a tree house when I was a child, it would never have stood up to “The Faraway Tree”. My mother gave me that series of Enid Blyton’s books to read when I was very young and almost incapable of reading. I loved the story and all the characters that called the Faraway Tree their home.
I lived in the tree with them through every day, every misadventure and every land they visited at the top of the tree.
Clare
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My story is similar to the previous comment. I did not have a treehouse but would climb trees to favorite branches and sit for long periods feeling safe and hidden in my secret place.
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I’ve nominated you for the sisterhood! https://chouett.com/2015/01/17/sisterhood-of-the-world-bloggers-award/
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