I joined a wonderful Kitchen table creative writing group last week. We had 3 prompts and had to write to a time limit of about 12 minutes.
This first piece was prompted by a recording of a leaf blower. I enjoyed writing this. I promise I am not a noisy neighbour!
“ Pete, this is it! You have used that leaf blower so many times this week. There cannot possibly be any leaves left in your garden to blow!
What is it with the blower, can’t you use a rake or a brush?
Yesterday, my book club friends came around and we had just fired up the BBQ and you started.
The day before we were all trying to enjoy the paddling pool and the waterslide and you started.
Sunday, when we were having a late night drinks party to watch the perseid meteor shower you started.
What exactly is going on?” screamed Sam over the hedge.
“Don’t stop there Sam, what about Saturday, when you had a mini sports day in your garden to celebrate the Olympics?
Or Friday when your teens had their very own rave till 3a.m.
Or maybe last Monday when your whole extended family came out to celebrate ‘freedom day’. There’s plenty more I could go on.” retorted Pete.
“What the heck”, Sam replied. “Are you trying to tell me that I make too much noise, that I’m the one who is at fault? That my social engagements are too much for you?” shouted Sam who had turned a lovely shade of puce.
“Yes, they are,” replied Pete.
And just too bloody noisy!”
That was it, Sam turned on her heel and stomped indoors. Her blood boiled just a little bit more as Pete switched on his leaf blower.
12 minutes, written on the prompt of anger and to the noise of a leaf blower.