prerehearsal
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Word chosen: prerehearsal
Definition: pior to a session of exercise, drill, or practice, usually private, in preparation for a public performance, ceremony, etc.
Free association word list:
time before
stage
acting
speech
debate
preparation
study
Devil’s Advocate
winning
excellent
great preparation for life
note cards
cheat sheet
calculus
track coach
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Word chosen: track coach
Writing:
“Run, Boy! Run!” screamed Coach Jacobs through the megaphone. Even though the coach always used the megaphone and didn’t need to raise his voice, he still screamed into the device. This strange exhibition of primal male behavior caught the attention of Miss Larson as she sashayed between the track field and the bleachers, but not in the way that Coach Jacobs would have liked.
Coach Jacobs did notice that Miss Larson was looking his way, and he immediately stood taller, sucked in his middle-aged gut, and puffed out his saggy chest in an effort to make himself look appealing. Miss Larson smiled to herself at the charade, and was thankful that she was out of range of polite conversation.
Despite his bravado towards the boys on his track and field team, he was a coward when it came to women, and Miss Larson knew this. She made sure to cultivate her air of superiority while around Jacobs to ensure that his cowardice would always be at its peak when she was around. She wanted nothing to do with the man. Her womanly curves were reserved for one man, and one man only: Jake Talbert.
Miss Larson felt her steady gait stutter a moment from her weakened knees. She could feel her juices start to……
Thank God my five minutes are up! I have absolutely no idea why I even wandered into the romance field with this writing. It’s just where my mind took me tonight. Maybe it’s from being delirious due to lack of sleep. I could make up a hundred more reasons, but none of them would be adequate to explain why my mind went that way… At least now I know that I’ll never be cut out for romance novels. I wonder if I’ll ever hit a love scene in any of my books, and how much I’m going to have to gloss over… I guess I’ll cross that bridge when the time comes….
