All month
long I have been posting each day about those things for which I am grateful.
One of them happens to be Mondays and the Writing Prods that I work on for this
blog. For me it is a celebration of creativity where my mind runs wild with
possibilities before the logical me has to trim it all down to make a good and
reasonable story.
Since this
is a holiday week (in the U. S.) I decided to use an appropriate prompt that I
call . . . Holiday Extreme. Select a holiday and then take the celebrations
surrounding it to an extreme. Now think of a story about how it got that way
and what the hero needs to do to change things back to the way they were.
Then again,
if you like your holidays on the extreme side then the protagonist can work on
making it even more extreme or even just surviving it. How extreme the holiday
becomes in your story is up to you. Jingle All the Way falls into this
category with a story that isn’t too extreme – as long as you don’t consider
Arnie fighting a warehouse full of crooked Santas too outside the norm.
Since
Thanksgiving has seized control of my thoughts, this week’s example will be
wrapped in turkey goodness and surrounded by mounds of mashed potatoes and
gravy. Sorry, my mind sort of drifted there. Without further ado I give you:
Thanks a
Lot
At its
best, Marci hated Thanksgiving. People invited relatives they didn’t talk to
the rest of the year to come over and stuff their mouths with turkey and
stuffing all the while they fought over events that happened years before she
was born. What made it bearable was that it only lasted a couple of hours. The
joyous declarations of thanks were another matter altogether. Marci’s family
bombarded her with greeting card sentiments all month long.
And then it
happened. Mom announced that the family had been selected to participate in
Thanks A Lot; the holiday reality show that pitted families together to prove
which of them were truly the most thankful family in the nation. Not only would
the family take the normally shallow sentiments to new levels of sickening
sweetness, but the entire nation would be tuned-in to see it.
Marci had
to find a way to survive a whole month of holiday madness and keep herself
looking cool in front of the national audience.
My favorite holiday movie is National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Does that make me odd?
ReplyDeleteNot at all. I think the charm of the Lampoon Christmas is showing that families are not perfect and as much as we want them to be, neither are our celebrations.
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