Writing Pilates

This week my lovely sister and I will continue with our writing exercises and Make our characters sustain an embarrassing injury. For her version by all means please click here.

Make Your Character Sustain an embarrassing Injury

The next morning Miss Borka had a squire haul 5 desert water clocks, a teensy weensy knife, 27 thimbles of various sizes, 14 smooth pieces of oak, 12 pulleys the largest of which got jammed in the doorway and had to be laid on the stair and the smallest that could fit into bosomella’s puffed pink cap, a needle, metal thread, 4 yards of soft deerskin, and 2/3 of an ancient trebuchet.

Things went well at first. Bosomella cut thin strips of leather, used the metal thread to stitch and tuck, stared at the water-clocks in numbed awe, carved at a hunk of oak for awhile, and drank 5 cups of sweet dark tea. Then she looked up at the massive arm of the trebuchet. Slowly she approached the blackened wood and let her eyes run along its powerful lines. If the strength of the trebuchet could somehow be mated with the delicacy of the water clock…. She took another step forward still looking upward, suddenly the world snapped upside down and she was falling, a thimble skittering across the stone floor in front of her. And the last thing she remembered was tumbling end over end toward the great rusted hook on the largest pulley.