Dish washer

June 10, 2008

Just after he told her what he had done, she washed the dishes. Shining up the plates seemed best, so she plunged her hands into soapy water and hummed—she hadn’t thought of that particular ballad in forever, but now couldn’t shake it from her head.

She had let the egg noodles sit too long, and six were so firmly stuck to the bottom of the pan that even her fingernails couldn’t lift them. She used a spatula to pick at them, one by one, because she couldn’t bear to just let the pan soak.


  1. Genie,

    I absolutely love this concept. Very manageable and clever. Wherever did you come up with the idea? I may have to copy you (if I could ever find the time)!

    Robin at Bumblebee

  2. Robin, if you do copy the concept, let me know and I’ll come check it out! I came up with the idea when I was doing a TON of business travel and therefore not nearly as much writing as I would like. I found myself much better able to manage writing in short bursts on planes, while waiting for meetings to start, in hotel rooms, etc.

  3. At a hundred words, you could twitter the whole composition. But I suppose it would be harder to enforce copyright.

  4. Twittering it would be a challenge, because it would probably work out to even fewer words. But don’t think I haven’t given that some thought…

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