Hey, how’s it going so far this week? I know it’s nearly over.
Let’s get to the writing prompt for this week, aka Triple F, double-aka Fabulous Fiction Friday:
Across clue: Show contempt for (5 letters)
Down clue ___-frutti (5 letters)
Okay, I’ve got “scorn” and “tutti” here.
Not much to say about it. A random verb, and a random noun (Tutti as a musical direction means everybody plays; “Tutti-Frutti” was a Little Richard song, done in 1955 and written by him and Dorothy LaBostrie).
Except for the music term and hearing that song a couple times, I don’t have much else.
You’re on your own with plot, setting, character, gender, backstory, and what-have-ya.
Okay. We could have an alien orchestra with a player who doesn’t like anyone else because he/she thinks they’re better than anyone, and won’t play on the parts that everyone is supposed to (there’s scorn and tutti, in the musical sense). What if there’s a big tour coming up, or something? This one would be a bit harder to handle, and the role of this character would have to be built up–usually students/musicians who are like that get talked to, balled out, and/or replaced, really quick. People don’t bend over backwards for mediocrity. Makes me wonder why they do for superstars, but that’s another dozen discussions entirely.
All right. We could also have a girl or guy who gets asked out and doesn’t like the other one, at first. (Yeah, that’s a bit too real life. You know I tend toward science fiction/fantasy type stuff here–or at least I try). Does the character change their mind, or is it just reinforced that they think the other person’s just not for them? (I think it was in the Long Ridge newsletter that the webmaster there, Mary Rosenblum, had said people turn to fiction for happy endings, because in real life, sometimes people don’t that type of ending).
Or, we could have alien musicians touring a place, and the superstar singer is asked out by a three-headed bum as she’s having her lunch. There we go–I’m all for mixing up approaches, plots, and ideas.
Whew. Okay. You’ll have to take it from there.
Not only is the week nearly over, so’s October. November 2015 is Sunday, and by then, October 2015 is in the history books.
Make it a great weekend, with good memories, all right?
(And remember to set your clocks back one hour, if you live in a part of the country that does that–even though I have a computer that already changed back, last Sunday).
Until next time (week, and month),