Day two of the take three nouns exercise, add a new part using these three new nouns and write for 10 mins adding anger, phone, and train.
I hate to have to say this again, but unfortunately, it has been done a time too often. Please do not steal my writing, but feel free to do this Take Three Nouns Exercise yourself, leave it in the comment section below, or if you post it on your own website, Goodreads or Wattpad, leave a link in the comment section so I can read it! Let’s get creative together!
(Use a timer! You only get 10 minutes… GO!) Don’t worry about editing today; we will flesh our two parts out to make a short story that we edit before posting. Tomorrow we flesh the two parts out and edit them into a story!
Take Three Nouns – Day Two
The only sounds around me were the sound of the old train clacking along the tracks off in the distance. The lack of crickets chirping their familiar tune reminded me winter was well on its way, I shivered in the cold night air that lingered around me like a wet blanket.
I had left my jacket behind; and felt comforted I had the common sense to at least grab my cell phone. Even that was of little use to me, I had no signal as I walked through the tree lines of oranges making my way to the train tracks.
I kept walking through centuries of dead leaves rotting on the ground into compost, shivering as I went; taking in the smell of the clean, cold air as I went. It was always a wonder to me how rotting vegetation didn’t smell horrid like most other rotting things did. Finally, I arrived at the train tracks; and watched the train pass me by in a flash of full-motion colors of yellow and green.
I sat down on an old stump, waiting for the train to pass me by so I could go across the tracks. I looked at my cellphone which was still nothing better than a timekeeper, and noticed it had gone back an hour, yet the sky was as dark as midnight, and the stars had hidden themselves behind the clouds.
As the train finally came to an end, I stood up, ready to go across the tracks. A man caught my eye on the other side as he waved to me. He smiled at me, with a twisted smirk before disappearing. He had been dressed as a clown, I hated clowns. His presence irritated me, his disappearance pissed me off. I checked my phone again, finding I still had no service bars; I threw it to the ground in anger, triumphant in the device shattering into disrepair against the rocks of the ballast.
