tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post6293353015031259447..comments2023-10-19T08:55:21.412-04:00Comments on the would-be writers guild: Writing Prompt: If Summer Was a...Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06541824528443852791noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-25466130857426087952009-08-20T13:11:22.351-04:002009-08-20T13:11:22.351-04:00If summer were a woman, she'd be a bitch.If summer were a woman, she'd be a bitch.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02117368552826511378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-60867472909526972642009-08-19T02:21:48.361-04:002009-08-19T02:21:48.361-04:00If summer were a dessert it would be warm and choc...If summer were a dessert it would be warm and chocolate and gooey. You would be able to smell it well before the waiter brings it out. When it finally arrives at your table you would shed your cardigan and say "finally" out loud with a sigh (of course you've waited until your waiter is out of ear shot) Everyone at your table nods & "hmmmm's" in agreement. Well everyone except tiburon she's turned her nose up at the whole event and much prefers her gazpacho. But that's alright not everyone enjoys the way summer warms you from the inside out as you spoon it over your tongue. Then you pass it around your table it has to be shared to truly enjoy it. Everyone at your table shifts their summer to the right so you can taste theirs; a warm peach cobbler, fresh from the oven chocolate chip cookies and lemon bars- the kind that reminds you of your piano teacher & how much you'd rather be outside with your friends than in her home playing "alouette" But thats what summer does, as you take each bite it reminds you of all the summers you've had before & somehow forgotten. After a few more tastes of different summers you return to yours. You and your friends all agree- summer would go well with lots of things: an outdoor wedding, a family barbecue, a picnic with your neighbors- what does summer not sound good with? after sitting and enjoying summer a while longer you take the last few bites and you are feeling overly full. Summer no longer tastes as good as those first few bites. In fact now you are pretty much sick of it. You can't wait for the waiter to take it away and bring your check so you can get home & sit in your backyard, wrap yourself in a warm blanket & watch the sun set while drinking a tall glass of autumn.JaNaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10566245491652156704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-82506619714420572762009-08-19T02:14:37.227-04:002009-08-19T02:14:37.227-04:00If summer was an album it would be the Beach Boys ...If summer was an album it would be the Beach Boys blasting from the radio in a red Mustang convertible. Two couples in the backseat, singing "til her daddy takes the t-bird away" would wave obnoxiously to all the old fogies. The driver (wearing a madras plaid shirt, khaki pants and loafers with white socks) would reach over and take his girlfriend's hand, and she'd use it to brush her blond hair out of her eyes.Travelin'Omahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18415472674768977723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-8694837310445461532009-08-19T00:46:58.396-04:002009-08-19T00:46:58.396-04:00I feel like I pretty much killed this post.
And t...I feel like I pretty much killed this post.<br /><br />And that makes me feel bad.<br /><br />Because I can tell that you put a lot of thought into it.<br /><br />To be fair, I put a lot of thought into my answers - they were just super honest. And negative.<br /><br />And sucked all the good out of this blog.<br /><br />Sorry poodle. I hope that isn't a deal breaker :(tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-64819402059231041522009-08-19T00:15:06.544-04:002009-08-19T00:15:06.544-04:00BRAIN. NOT. FUNCTIONING.
are we gonna be graded o...BRAIN. NOT. FUNCTIONING.<br /><br />are we gonna be graded on this?<br /><br />i just nabbed something for a post and totally thought of you--it's a exercise where you describe you and your whole life in SIX WORDS.<br /><br />you would RULE at that.Mindihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00794721421123889876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-40100525053206262192009-08-18T16:55:03.426-04:002009-08-18T16:55:03.426-04:00I wish you lived around here so I could join your ...I wish you lived around here so I could join your writing group!!!Kellybeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06121875838229724560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-54406963506454453572009-08-18T02:25:57.165-04:002009-08-18T02:25:57.165-04:00whoa! I think Tiburon loves summer. No?!
If summe...whoa! I think Tiburon loves summer. No?!<br /><br />If summer was a teenager, he would want to play night games every night and then make out later. <br /><br />How'd I do? I need to stop reading/commenting at midnight.kami @ nobiggie.nethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06627174823046021984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-19199236871494518802009-08-17T21:53:32.045-04:002009-08-17T21:53:32.045-04:00If summer were a drink, it would definatly have to...If summer were a drink, it would definatly have to be a fully leaded can of Coca Cola. The one Grandma would tell you to get out of her refrigerator.The one that went along perfect with Grandma Rees' tuna salad sandwiches and broken Lays potato chips. The one you would place right next to you as you sat on her back porch and slowly sipped on as she would point out all the fascinating shapes and creatures forming in the clouds across the sky. Yes if summer were a drink it would be one of those priceless Cokes!<br /><br />heidi bAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-39006846535266029612009-08-17T18:31:49.108-04:002009-08-17T18:31:49.108-04:00Aren't I a little ray of sunshine?Aren't I a little ray of sunshine?tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-2839512696310077612009-08-17T18:23:45.650-04:002009-08-17T18:23:45.650-04:00There. My 5 minutes are up.There. My 5 minutes are up.tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-90316649877577717722009-08-17T18:23:27.924-04:002009-08-17T18:23:27.924-04:00If summer was a teenager it would get a punch in t...If summer was a teenager it would get a punch in the throat. Mostly because it was all arrogant and cocky and flippant and mouthy and backtalky and I would just need it to shut the hell up.tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-39299207840883017112009-08-17T18:22:08.371-04:002009-08-17T18:22:08.371-04:00If summer was a disease it would be herpes. It may...If summer was a disease it would be herpes. It may be so mild it could go unnoticed (if you live in Seattle) or it could attack and cause a massive burning sensation. <br /><br />Guaranteed to keep coming back and flaring up.tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-13866573839288111842009-08-17T18:20:45.693-04:002009-08-17T18:20:45.693-04:00If summer was a dessert it would me flan. I hate f...If summer was a dessert it would me flan. I hate flan.tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1445703610625382215.post-7324821656645050622009-08-17T18:20:28.101-04:002009-08-17T18:20:28.101-04:00If summer was a drink it would be scalding hot coc...If summer was a drink it would be scalding hot cocoa. And it would burn my tongue. And leave a blister. And then probably spill down my shirt and leave a stain that I would spend a week trying to stain stick and it still wouldn't come out.tiburonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196432617889251213noreply@blogger.com