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“I don’t believe that responsibility in an author ever worked. I don’t believe that any author ever did any good because he was feeling a responsibility. I believe some authors instinctively feel a certain love for the human being, and they will do a lot of good, I hope. And some of the ones don’t, and that’s all.”-Jean Renoir

Jean Renoir Drawing by Pierre-Auguste Renoir, 1901

Jean Renoir Drawing by Pierre-Auguste Renoir, 1901

Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty – Dead Eyes

The following is my post for this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge, which you can find here.  The one rule:  Fifty words.  Take it away, me.

It’s those dead eyes that get me.

Her stuff is everywhere, and it’s free. Wildly festooned scenarios all. Someone put time and work into these. No one works harder than her.

But every time I see her, I see those lifeless, empty eyes. I don’t know how she does it.

[Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty] Third-wave

Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty

“No rules. Just stick to the word count-no more, no less than fifty words.”

Here is my entry.

Third-wave

Rosamund was born disliking two things: being ordered about, and the baffling human impulse to join social clubs. At five, she was horrified to discover that girls were expected to politely comply with those very requests. She thought, “To hell with that!”, and screamed so long that her throat soured.