Your word count, verbally speaking, must number in the thousands.
Tens of thousands.
Hundreds of thousands.
I nod.
Smile.
Trying most convincingly to feign interest-
and digging my nails, hard, into my palms.
On now to our weekend challenge. This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession. You're free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between. We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.
Valerie, I almost had this deja-vu thing where I wanted to say, 'How long have you been writing, Valerie? It must be for eons because your way of expressing yourself in words...,' but then I imagined you with your fingernails digging into your palms.
ReplyDeleteStill I'll say it, you always deliver, and in spades!
Dawn, I would never, ever dig my nails in my palms if I was talking to you, my friend! And Dolores accepts!!
DeleteI think I've been there. Amazing what you convey in 33 words!
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa! I love the challenge of doing it-and I think you'd be awesome at it yourself!
DeleteNICE! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
DeleteTrapped by a monologue of the most boring person in creation. Well when you're listening and trying to respond at the appropriate points --- I had a good laugh. I hope that is an appropriate response.
ReplyDeletePerfect response Ann-especially if the laugh is a bit on the maniacal side;)
Deletegood one - hard into palms could imply many things stay awake, try not to hit him, no tell him off.....
ReplyDeleteAll of the above! It's fun to fantasize about anyway;)
DeleteThanks so much!
If I read it right, it speaks to the importance of quality in what we say over quantity. I like it.
ReplyDeleteThank you! You got it exactly! The worst part is when the other person won't even let you get a single word in!
DeleteI've been to those meetingzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
ReplyDeletesometimes digging into one's palms is the only thing that keeps us sane . . . erm . . . awake. :)
Thank Barbara! It's the very reason I keep my nails a little on the long side;)
DeleteIt's horrible to be caught by someone who drones on with no apparent realization that we'd rather be anywhere else but there :)
ReplyDeleteJanna-I agree!!
DeleteCompleted moment in so few words. You created tension, displayed the lie, and the reason for it, in only 33 words. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteThank you! And I felt that so few words for this one seemed kind of fitting;)
DeleteHaha, too funny! I have been around certain people like this before ;) Hope you have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tammy!! xx
DeleteI like it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Viv! :)
DeleteRargh that frustration! Love it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Draug! I love "rargh" by the way-it sums the feeling up so well:)
DeleteOh. I get this. My son is going through a very talkative phase right now. I hate that I have to fake interest, but he just rambles and rambles. :-) There are times when I am digging nails into palms to make it to bedtime. And then an hour later, I kind of miss the babbling. Thanks for linking up. Remember to come back and vote.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean-my daughter was the same way. When they get older, you really appreciate anything they say. Unlike some grown ups...;) Thank you so much for your comment!
DeleteIt's hard to be polite sometimes... I like the tension and the contrast between the appearance and the reality.
ReplyDeleteInterestingly enough this happens to me over and over again. I must have a face that people see and feel the need to tell me everything. I think I have calluses where my fingernails have dug into my palms. Great story.
ReplyDeleteBarbara @ allmylivesnow.blogspot.com
Ahhahahaha. So I shall put this on MY wall!!!
ReplyDeleteActually there are very few people to whom I don't apply this palm nailing. Haha. Kidding. kinda.
33 words should be compulsory for some. (RogRites)
ReplyDeletehi Valerie, my sweet! I am back a day early and ready for whatever hits me. Well, within reason! hahahaha. Thank you for your sweet creative mind, your literary skills and your fun smile!
ReplyDeleteI HAD to chuckle a little at this! Last weekend my family and I celebrated my youngest brother's graduation. By the time it was over I don't know how many puncture wounds my palms had after fielding the typical "So how's the job search going?" "You should be a [insert completely opposite job here]." "Did you hear about [insert successful friend/relative/complete stranger's name here]?" Afterwards I do chuckle about it all since my sister and I place bets on who will be 'interrogated' more. Have to find the humor in life sometimes :-)
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