Hump Day Kick Start – Writing Prompt #23

Writing prompts to kick-start your muse.

 

Uh-oh! Had someone done her wrong? A cheating lover? An obnoxious boss or back-stabbing co-worker? Maybe it was time to deal with childhood bullies. Or what if she’s just doing her job as an assassin. Could she be a psychotic killer? Does she have cabin fever after being snowed in for days? Had the local store run out of her favorite coffee/ice cream/coffee-flavored ice cream?

What’s your take? Tell me a tale or caption the pic. I’d love to hear from you.

6 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start – Writing Prompt #23

  1. jeff7salter says:

    Yeah, it was no longer a matter of deciding “IF.”
    Lana had made that decision long ago. The three remaining difficult questions were,
    1. when?
    2. how?
    3. and how many?
    The prospective mother-in-law was a given. That witch was already dead and just didn’t know it. She’d be easy to dispatch and nobody would miss her.
    The remaining issues were whether Lana’s fiance — Felix, the overly and perversely devoted son to Lana’s future M-I-L — would have to be killed… or whether he could be merely discarded.
    If only discarded, there was a chance Felix would follow Lana to the ends of the earth… desperately needing some female to latch on to.
    How had she not seen the signs in Felix, prior to the rushed engagement?
    Well, that two dollar ring would be no problem. Just bury it in the mouth of the Mom-in-law.
    So, Felix… what shall I do with you?

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  2. jbrayweber says:

    I really like it when you go dark, Jeff. Makes me wonder just what prompted her to plot this out. Just what the MIL had done to seal her fate. Love this!

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  3. jeff7salter says:

    the M-I-L likely wanted somebody she could control… and hoped Lana would be weak enough for Felix to handle her.

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  4. Hmm, she gazed at the reddening sunset as she mused. Perhaps a cup of poisoned coffee would take care of them–she stopped. Of all the things on God’s green Earth, coffee was the best. With cream, as iced coffee with cream or coffee ice cream, anything involved with coffee was to be treasured, even over human life’s worth. “Ah, hell,” she said out loud. “A chocolate shake with tiny glass shards…that would do. And I wouldn’t even waste a teaspoon of instant.” She shook her head, down the rest of the wine, and headed for the Keurig.

    Late. So sorry.
    P.

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  5. jbrayweber says:

    This is great! Sadly, I hate coffee but love chocolate. Hope I’m not one of the intended victims. HAHA!

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  6. I was actually drinking iced coffee with cream when I wrote it. That was my subconscious taking over…

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