Writing Exercise #6


  1. Fester
  2. Stalk
  3. Remember
  4. Dive
  5. Bend


  1. Straw
  2. Loss
  3. Produce
  4. Frame
  5. Effect

Sentences / Short Paragraphs

  • Her anxiety was so severe she sunk into the chair, holding her head in her hands. Sweat beading her brow, she suddenly realized she couldn’t breathe. Getting oxygen now felt like breathing through a narrow, festering straw.
  • He had never grieved the loss of his father. Refusing to deal with his emotions, he had become quick to anger, volatile; the loss festering beneath the surface of his psyche.
  • A swarm of flies, maggots, and other insects had taken over the abandoned supermarket. Unrefrigerated weeks-old festering produce had been left to rot. The smell was unbearable.
  • The family had become utterly dysfunctional, now complete with Mom’s paranoia, Dad’s alcoholism, Jimmy’s drug addiction, and Tina’s inability to commit to any relationship, no matter how perfect it was. Where once stood a neat and tidy family portrait was now nothing but a festering frame hanging off the mantel, waiting to catch fire.
  • Having been in trapped insolation on the island for so long, the solitude (at first, welcomed) was now having a festering effect on Ronald’s sense of reality. He began to hallucinate and could swore he was having conversations with people who he later realized, really weren’t there.


  • The polluted riverbank was a depressing sight to behold. Upon arrival Chelsea saw a lone red and white striped straw being taken away by the baby current, downstream. It would probably end up in the unsuspecting mouth of a fish or turtle. It broke her heart to think about it. Moving downstream, she cleaned up as much as she could; As the sun set, she sat down on the bench and looked around, feeling as though she had barely made a dent. She then looked down and to her surprise, saw the same red and white striped straw stuck in the reeds by the side of river; the stalking straw rolled against the little waves that brushed up alongside it. Chelsea smiled and bent down to remove it, throwing it in her trash bag.
  • Now his depression was spent stalking the loss of his father. He couldn’t get past it, could never see himself getting past it. It was just this Sisyphean climb forever. This is how he would spend his eternity.
  • The private investigator, in his three-piece suit and fedora, stalked the produce isles at the supermarket, scribbling every so often in his little notebook, on the case of the mysterious apple thief.
  • The criminal had a type, stalking girls who fit the frame of young, thin, and brunette.
  • Harold had heard of many stories about this sleep medication, but never had he encountered the side-effect of a “tendency to stalk”. The stalk effect was new, and if reported, the patient must remain within the observation of a medical professional until stalking tendencies were no longer expressed.


  • Jack had fallen into a nostalgic, dusty daydream; Remembering straw and the whinny of horses, the sound the cows outside the dairy, and the smell of manure. The click of spurs, cicadas, and the damp humidity that Summer always brought to the South.
  • Loss remembered like a big, gaping abyss; peering down a dark, bottomless canyon; A infinite expanse, a crevasse.
  • “I remember produce tasting better than this trash,” the old woman viciously said as she spat her partially chewed grape on the ground.
  • Looking at the picture frame, remembering happier times. The family smiling within would now never know times like that again.
  • For the woman suffering from dementia, the remembering effect was all but forgotten, and would be for the rest of her life.


  • Standing at the top level of the stable, Tim stretched into a diver’s pose and took the plunge; the first straw dive of the season, resurfacing with the golden threads on his head, grinning ear-to-ear.
  • She dropped the phone. Now it hung by its wire, gently swaying side to side as the person on the other end chimed, “Hello? Hello?”. But she sunk to the floor in shock, drowning everything else out. Her friend, this reported loss diving deep into the pit of her stomach. Lightheaded now. Numb. Later would it would hit. Much, much later.
  • Grocery shopping in Atlantis, diving for produce in full scuba gear.
  • As his arm brushed the table, I dove for the picture frame, saving it just in time before it shattered into a million pieces.
  • The dive effect from 80 ft up surprisingly splashed no one within the perimeter of the pool.


  • Upon further inspection, it appeared the bent straw actually had a small hole in it, and we asked the waiter for a replacement.
  • The loss of her mother made her mood bend into hues of blue beyond which she knew she was even capable of feeling.
  • After the bad storm, the metal produce sign had bent in half and was now useless to provide directions from the highway.
  • The tornado had bent and collapsed the frame of the already dilapidated house that sat on the bayou.
  • One of the side-effects of the drug was distorted vision; stable lines and edges become soft and bent, then morphing and moving on their own time.

  • wood stove vomits – The wood stove projectile-vomited flames, threatening to consume the whole house.
  • surfboard cancels – It was a surfer’s perfect day; The waves at the local spot were so perfect, it was as if Annie’s surfboard cancelled out the crashing of every wave; She rode it until her board touched sand before she hopped off into the ocean, baptized by the sun.
  • reef celebrates – As we took our descent in our scuba gear, we could tell that the aquatic life was so healthy, colorful, and vibrant; It was as if the reef was celebrating it’s lucky predicament, thriving amongst the fish and kelp, peaceful. The water, clear.
  • aroma palpitatesThe aroma of the double-fudge chocolate brownies made my nostrils palpitate. I could barely wait for them to cool and had to cut myself a square immediately, to quell my watering mouth and hungry heart.

  • squirrel celebrates – Having nudged the stubbornly stuck acorn from the ground, the squirrel celebrated by stuffing it in his hungry mouth and making a break for it across the lawn.
  • wood stove palpitates – Not having been cleaned in a number of years, the wood stove palpitated after it was lit, emitting a large cloud of black smoke when its door was opened.
  • surfboard preaches – The destroyed surfboard preached a lesson of caution about the dangers of the ocean.
  • reef cancels – The large, miles long reef canceled out the view of the pristine ocean floor.
  • aroma vomits – Upon entering the florist, the aroma around them vomited a strange array of scents; Lily, daisy, baby’s breath, roses, gardenias, and more. All jumbled together in twisted, sickening swirl of plant death.

Author: Roe

29. she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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