Today’s writing theme is: green. Keep reading to see the full writing prompt and my completed version of it.

Today’s Writing Prompt: All I See Is Green

Today, write about something we typically associate with green, or that is green (e.g. trees, grass, jealousy, sickness, etc.). But don’t use the word “green” (or various shades of it like jade, lime, emerald, olive, etc.) in what you write.

Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt

All I See Is Green, by K.E. Creighton

Tessa didn’t want to be here among the ruins at first, but it was her sister Kammi’s wedding weekend. So this is where she would be whether she liked it or not. Kammi was never one for subtly. Her motto was always “Go big or go home”, which she applied to all facets of her life; everything from her hair to her car to her occupation as a Rockette. And she never understood how appealing the “going home” part was to Tessa, the chubbier, shorter, nerdier sister.

Tessa walked around the castle grounds alone and found a medium-sized rock to stand on that was near the edge of a cliff. That’s right, she was at a castle for her sister’s wedding. Kammi insisted that she get married in a previously abandoned but now newly renovated castle in Ireland. She said it would bring her luck. But ever since they arrived, oddly enough, Kammi hadn’t had any luck at all. Her caterer had been admitted to the hospital with a terrible bout of food poisoning the previous day. Bad cheese, supposedly. Her dress was lost in a shipping container somewhere crossing the Atlantic. And when they arrived at the castle this morning, they discovered a large leak in the ceiling of the main hall where the ceremony was supposed to happen tomorrow.

Tessa looked out over the water crashing below from the edge of the cliff enjoying the strong wind in her hair and couldn’t hold back her smile. Being here was wildly peaceful. Perhaps it was a luckier place for her. She heard someone shout her name in the distance behind her so she turned to head back to the castle. Looking out over the lush sprawling hills behind the stone of the castle was equally humbling and stimulating.

When Tessa arrived at the front entrance she noticed piles of shamrocks growing in large ceramic pots near the gate. And although she didn’t have time to investigate, she knew there was one with four leaves among them, just for her.

[All Rights Reserved by K.E. Creighton and Creighton’s Compositions LLC. The above work is a piece of fiction. All names and locations referred to are the product of the author’s imagination and are used entirely for fictional purposes. Any similarities to real-life persons or places are purely coincidental.]

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