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PROMPTuesday #33: Think Back

December 1st, 2008

I’m going for easy peasy lemon squeezy today. Emphasis on “squeezy,” because I KNOW we’ve all got something squeezy to share for this one.

 

So think back to when you were 15. Let the year play itself back to you. Pick one memory — even if it’s just a mere moment that stands out — and write about it.

 

I want all the details. As for me, 15 is when I got my first tongue kiss. I’ll describe it in great detail a little later. But first: You do know I was a Catholic schoolgirl, right? And not the randy kind? Rather, the guilt-ridden argyle-sock-wearing type who sang church hymns for fun? Good. When I tell my story, it’ll be important that you know that.

 

Meanwhile, go to 15 town, then come back and tell me all about it.

 

Here’re the rules:

 

  • Try to write your entry in 10 minutes. This encourages top-of-mind, primal thinking before the ego and judgmental brain kick in. Just set a timer, make your kid count to 600 slowly, whatever. It’s an honor system. And I trust you.
  • Aim for 250 words or less.
  • Please have fun. Don’t put pressure on yourself. Together, let’s rediscover the simple joy in the writing process.
  • Post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.

 

Don’t know what the Sam H I’m talking about here? Read a bit about this weekly writing exercise here.

 

Want to see what’s been written in the past? Catch up on the PROMPTuesdays archive here.

 

On December 2nd, 2008, tinsenpup said:

I’ve finished my homework and now I’m going out. JUST. OUT. OMG! You never let me do anything!

On December 2nd, 2008, vodkamom said:

I just love your assignments, and I always intend to link to you. However, my alarm didn’t go off, my dog pissed all over the carpet in the basement, and my son forgot to do his homework last night. So, let’s just say that I met my husband when I was 15, and spent many incredible nights sneaking out with him and discovering what MOST 15 and 16 year olds discover in the backseat of their parents cars……….and the spark is STILL there,

On December 2nd, 2008, Christine Burt said:

Great prompt. I tried writing from it on my blog and enjoyed the trip back to 1985!

On December 2nd, 2008, csquaredplus3 said:

I needed “easy peasy” today, but after reviewing my journals from 1982/82 (when I was 15), I might put a different spin on this… thinking… I’ll let you know when I figure it out.

On December 2nd, 2008, g said:

OK, I did it.

http://www.doves2day.blogspot.com

LONG time ago!

On December 2nd, 2008, csquaredplus3 said:

I copped out of writing something creatively today, but I did share a glimpse into my 15-year old world. I’m sorry I cheated…
http://csquaredplus3.typepad.com/csquaredplus3/2008/12/when-i-was-15-i-was-deep.html

On December 2nd, 2008, Me said:

Thank you for easy peasy lemon squeezy.

On December 2nd, 2008, g said:

Well, I have another post up that’s coincidentally about high school kids, so to avoid any confusion, here’s the link directly to the PROMPTuesday post.

http://doves2day.blogspot.com/2008/12/promptuesday.html

Of course, you can read the High School post, too. I bet those kids are 15, too.

On December 3rd, 2008, DaGoddess.com » PROMPTuesday #33 - In The Rearview Mirror said:

[…] going for easy peasy lemon squeezy today,” writes Deb. And she lies. Liar liar, plants for hire (says Patrick Starfish). “So think back to when you […]

On December 3rd, 2008, Da Goddess said:

All I can say is, “you owe me a big drink”.

On December 3rd, 2008, matteroffactmommy said:

i skipped school and walked to my boyfriend’s house across town. it was a cold (well, as cold as southern california gets) and foggy morning. by the time i reached his house, my mascara had run down my face. (yeah, THAT foggy.) his parents were both at work, his little brother in school. it was just the two of us. (no, this is not the losing my virginity story.) we said our hellos and went into his bedroom. his bedroom walls were covered with star wars and star trek posters. he turned on the Rush record and then we had sex. the kind of sex that only 15 yr olds (okay, older teenagers have this kind of sex too) know how to have. it was awesome. and i will never forget it.

(sorry, pathetic, but i have used all the 10 minutes and i can’t get too graphic. heh.)

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