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Fiction Writing Mad-Lib 

            I opened the door to find _________ dancing a jig and holding a _________

                                                       name                                                       noun

 

above her ____________ head.  “____________________________________________”

                   adjective                            pithy dialogue 

I exclaimed, feeling like _________________________.  If I didn’t know better, I

                                                 simile 

thought to myself, I’d think that her ________________ was getting a bit ___________

                                                                  gerund                                    adjective

 

when it should be ____________.  Looking at the _____________________________,

                                 adjective                            poetic image 

however, I realized the truth ______________.

                                                   adverb

           

“Can you ______________________ my ____________________?” she asked,

                                  bizarre request            (continued) 

as if _______________________________________________.  I _____________ in

                      simile                                                                                verb 

response; ____________________________________________________________.

                                    Related independent clause 

The ___________________________ didn’t scare me, but her ____________________

             Scenic element                                   personality trait   

was beginning to. 

           

            “________________________________________________________________”

                           Trademark characteristic response 

I replied, while _________________________________________________________.

                                 Dependent clause describing action 

The other patrons of the ___________________ were beginning to ____________, and I

                                               Place                                                verb phrase

 

figured we had about five minutes before _____________________________________.

                                                                                   Cliché 

The _____________________________________ fell in a ______________________                   Snappy alliterative phrase                        metaphor

just as I slung her over my shoulder.

 

            “_____________________________, you _________________,” she screamed,

                   Command                                                 insult 

and I started to remember why I had fallen for her in the first place.  Outside, on the

 

______________________, our ________________nearly touched, but the sound of

    Outdoor setting          body part 

_______________________ snapped us back to ________________________.

 Distinct noise                            statement of circumstance 

With a ___________________________, we turned to see _______________________

                 Action                                              striking visual 

further down the street. 

           

            “Oh, _____________________________.”  I didn’t know if we’d have time to

                          expletive 

__________________________________________________________ or ___________

 Dramatic action A                                                     

____________________________, but we _____________________________________

Dramatic action B                                          stunning conclusion

 

 

 

 

 

Dan’s Mad-Lib:

I opened the door to find Jenny dancing a jig and holding a jug

                                                      

above her jocund head.  “Jumping Jehosaphat!”  I exclaimed, feeling like a  

joker in spite of myself.  If I didn’t know better, I thought to myself, I’d

 

think that her jumping and jiggling was getting a bit more jaunty when it

 should be jabberwocky.  Looking at the jejune Jacks and Jills  

jostling around the joint, however, I realized the truth joylessly.

           

“Can you manage my minions?” she asked, as if she were their  

mother, her mad motions mocking maternal mandates.  I

 mumbled in response; making out with Mephistopheles’ daughter was   starting to manufacture macabre malcontent in me. The malevolent mise en scene didn’t scare me, but her malign  

machinations were beginning to. 

           

            “Saddle up, Sally,” I replied, while surreptitiously searching  for a safe spot to slip out.  The other patrons of the Insidious  

Saloon were beginning to scream salaciously, and I figured we had about five

 

minutes before the shit hit the fan.  The savage satanic serenade 

 

fell in a searing solipsism just as I slung her over my shoulder.

 

            “Free me this instant, you fleshy fascist,” she screamed,

                                                                   

and I started to remember why I had fallen for her in the first place.  Outside, on the

 

fire escape, our fingertips nearly touched, but the sound of

 firing guns snapped us back to this farcical fantasy we called  reality.  With a frenzied flinch, we turned to see five dozen flaming demons, foul-mouthed and Faustian, further down the street. 

           

            “Oh, hell on honeywheat.”  I didn’t know if we’d have time to hide in  the hazy hallway behind, with its helixes of harsh smoke  hanging in the air, or hike up the harrowing heights of the  

fire escape, hoping to hail Harry in the helicopter,  but we

 couldn’t hang around unharmed for much longer with Hell’s  henchmen hot on our trail.  Hand in hand, we hopped over the  handrail, hurling ourselves to fate as heroes or halfwits,  howling at the horror below.