I love to use emotion when I am writing. I even will bring out an emotion just to see what will come out in a story.  Today I would like you to write about how you felt or how your character would feel the first time you or they  held someone’s hand.

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This First on Friday I want to get some emotion out of you.  I want you to think of the first person you lost either to death or some other form of separation.  I want you to either write about that moment or use that emotion and right a scene for a WIP.  Have fun!

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Today our First on Friday is one that you can use to write about you or maybe a possible M.C.

First betrayal, this can be from you or to you.  From your character or to your character.

Have fun!

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This is my little game.  I give you a first and you write a story.  Here is your first.  have fun!

First Character you came up with.  Write another story with that character.

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Firsts on Fridays is my little game.  I give you a first and you tell us a story about that first.   Have fun!

First favorite memory.

I could hardly sleep that night as I thought about going on our family vacation.  I hadn’t seen Jeff in 2 years and he and I used to be the best of friends.   I couldn’t wait to see him again.

The next morning my mom woke us up bright and early.  My older sister was in the bathroom already getting ready.  I had never cared before, but now I had a reason to look nice.  I could feel myslef becoming more and more annoyed as she took her time putting on her makeup, curling her hair and flipping her bangs in that high 1980′s flip.

“Come on Stacey, I need to get in there too!”  I whinned.

“Stac, hurry and  let your sisters get in the bathroom.  We have to get on the road.”  My mom yelled from down the hall.

I of course thinking I had won the argument smirked at her and she pretended to back hand me.  I flinched away and ran into the bathroom.  Colleen following right behind me.

We packed up the car and at 6:30 in the morning we were on our way.  I don’t know why I had spent any time in the bathroom the 10 hour drive to Oregon was going to mess up anything I had tried to accomplish anyway.

The drive was excruciatingly long.  It wasn’t until we had passed over into the east side of Oregon that I was amazed at the beauty that unfolded in front of me.   Growing up in Utah’s desert I was amazed at the size of the trees.  They were green Mammoths.  Every where you looked it was a different shade of green.  My breath had been taken away.  I thought I was in heaven until I stepped out of the car and felt the cold wet air surround me.  it was June for heaven’s sake.  I was needing a jacket.

We had pulled up in front of a cute brown one level home.  The yard was full of green grass and flowers of every color.  The huge pine trees and saplings that lined the yard gave it a very private feel even on a  suburban street.

As I began to walk towards the door, the front door opened and Jeff came running towards me.  The last 2 years had been good to him, he had grown out of all the baby fat and had finally out grown me.  We embrassed eachother and began to laugh and talk like we had never been parted.

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First on Friday is my little game to get your creative juices flowing.   I will give you a first and you tell us the story.  Write it like a story.

First heartbreak.

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