Word Challenge Wednesday

I’m going to throw down the gauntlet today. Today is all about expanding your horizons.

If you are a writer you need to know words well. Writers should be constantly expanding their vocabulary. I expand mine when I read, as well as when I write. And since there are many places on the web where you can get a free word of the day: http://www.merriam-webster.com/word-of-the-day/; http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday; http://www.transparent.com/wotd/ (this one also offers different languages 😀 ) just to name a few; there is no reason to not expand your vocabulary.

Today’s Challenge it get a word of the day and use it. If you don’t want to use one of the websites, the do it the old fashioned way…look it up in the dictionary. After you have your word of the day, use it as a theme in a piece of short fiction.

You don’t have to share if you don’t want to, but I’d love to see what people come up with. If you wish to share, first post the word, then what it means, and then the work. I got this word from http://www.merriam-webster.com/.


A slang term for twins.

A tear rolled down Janice’s cheek. “I wish Sam could be here.” She whispered to Jason as she stood.

He  squeezed her hand. “There’s nothing to worry about. The doctor said you probably just misjudged when you conceived. Just think, in another hour, your baby will have it’s first picture. We can show Sam when he gets home from Iraq.”

“But what if I’m just fat?” She wailed. Three long months she had been waiting for this checkup. Then in a whisper she added “It’s not quite the same thing as hearing the news is it?”  She didn’t need to see his head to know that he agreed. Pictures have always been a sore topic for Janice. With one hand she gripped Jason’s to calm her nerves, while the other hand held a long cane that ranged out ahead of her, the slight snags warned her of a rise in the floor and she didn’t need Jason’s murmur that there were stairs ahead.

They followed the orderly through more turns than Jason could count, but he was sure that Janice could find her way out without him if she had to. But he had been her guide when they were just kids, had been thereto protect her from boyfriends when they were teens, and now, while her husband was away, Jason stepped up to help his sister whenever he could.

The room they had been taken to was just as cold as the waiting room and when she shivered, Jason threw his jacket around her shoulders. Jason tapped his foot impatiently as he sat in one of the chairs after guiding Janice to the exam table.

She was serene, one arm wrapped protectively around her belly. And arched an eyebrow in Jason’s direction. But her puffy, red eyes belied her calm. One thing she didn’t want was gestational diabetes. She had promised herself she wasn’t going to be like her mother. But when the doctor came in the the room, she winced.

Jason was at her side in moment, squeezing her hand. “It’s okay,” he murmured over and over. “It’s going to be okay.”

The gel was even colder than the room. And although the doctor explained everything that happened, as it happened, for Janice’s benefit, she only felt relief when Jason repeated it.

A soft, almost wet, swishing noise filled the room. “That’s your baby’s heartbeat.”

Janice bit into her lip, then, “Am I…” She trailed off. She couldn’t stand to be too fat. She started again. “What is it?” When silence met her inquiry, “Jason!”

“I think,” he started.

“Congratulations Janice, it’s twins.”

She laughed in relief. “Are they girls?”

“One boy, one girl.” The doctor replied.

“Just like us,” Jason said.

She smiled through tears, “Just like us.”


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