# Week Seven – Nursery Rhymes.

starNovel Kicks Fiction Friday: Week Seven. 

This week, write a piece using your favourite nursery rhyme as inspiration. Write in a third person point of view. 

(Rules: Write for a minimum of five minutes and then keep going. Don’t edit and when you’re done, post below in the comments.) 

 

 

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Laura
I'm Laura. I started Novel Kicks back in 2009 as I wanted a place to discuss books and writing - two loves of my life. As someone who has anxiety, these two things give me, and I am sure countless others, a much needed escape.
There is a monthly book club, writing exercises, prompts, reviews, author interviews, competitions and guest posts. I cover many genres and I hope there is something for everyone.
I grew up by the sea in Dorset and currently live in Poole with my husband, Chris and three cats. I love writing and have a BA (Hons) in Creative Writing from Falmouth University. I am writing my first book. If only I could stop pressing delete. Chris has threatened to stop it from working. Haha.
I have always loved creative writing since I was in first school and would very much like to meet my teacher, Miss Sayers, to say thank you for all the encouragement she gave me then.
When not writing, I love reading, cats, Disney, singing (I can't sing but this doesn't stop me,) and falling into a good TV show or film. If I could step into any fictional world, it would be amongst the characters in ABC's Once Upon a Time.
I love reading many genres and discovering new authors.

2 Responses to # Week Seven – Nursery Rhymes.

  • Maria says:

    The rash came first, red and patchy and unsightly but at that point even the poises were making her sneeze. Atishoo, Atishoo again and again and again. She couldn’t understand it, she thought the suffering months had passed but here she was. She had to get help, there must be something to ease her symptoms. Her eyes went puffy and sore and weeping and in an unfortunate moment she fell down the steps to the pharmacy which brought up a big purple bruise the size of an apple on her thigh. She got up and limped to the counter and the pharmacist looked shocked at her appearance. In between her rasping cough she asked for the anti-histamines. Hay fever had finally caught up with her.

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