For those of you who like to write a lot, or even if you only write a little bit, I present my first writing challenge.

Below, you will see an opening line and a section of dialogue.  Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story around them.  Feel free to change the dialogue or the opening line if your story dictates it, but don't lose track of your perception of what the beginning line means to the main character or of the rules: 


    1 wish a day

    No wishing to go back in time

    No wishing for more wishes

    No changing anyone's emotions

    No un-wishing a wish.  Once it's wished, it can't be taken back.


A friend of mine says that each writer will come up with a different way to treat a subject, so I'm curious to see how you'll each handle this.  I'd like a story that's somewhere between 5 and 10 pages in length, but I'm not picky.  Go where the story takes you.  Have fun!  Save the result and please send me a copy.  By the way, if you decide to share this with anyone in your own neighborhood, please be sure to let me know, so that I can read some of the results.  One final thing.  Before you go to criticize someone else's work, be sure that you are offering constructive criticism.  Those of us who write stories want to be helped, not stopped.  Thank you.




   You know that old saying, “Be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it”? Well, I'm one of those who had to learn that lesson the hard way.

   “There are some limits to your new power,” the leprechaun said.

   “Limits?” I laughed.

   “That's what I said,” the little man growled, “Now listen! First, you can't wish to go back in time.”

   “No going back,” I repeated, “Got it!”

   “Second, once you've wished for something, you can never un-wish.”

   “No un-wishing. Anything else?”

   “Just one. You can't wish to change anyone's feelings. Anyone's!”

   “Okay. No going back, no un-wishing, no changing feelings. Got it!”

   “One more thing,” the leprechaun added. “Don't forget that you only have one wish per day. There'll be none of this 'wishing for more wishes' as is done in some books.”

   “I'll remember.”

   “Good. See that you do,” and, with that, he disappeared in a puff of green smoke that smelled like burnt sugar.