Time for a Chick Pic!

Chicks on the Case readers are some of the most creative folks on the planet so we’re asking you to play Chick Pic with us! Give us a couple of sentences … What’s the back story? Victim, criminal, detective, murderer, spy? The more ridiculous the better! Each comment can build on the previous until we have a fully fleshed out character, or even the beginnings of a story. Or if you don’t like the direction the comment thread is going, start a new one. Writing is all about rewriting, after all. Let’s have some wacky creative fun!

16 thoughts on “Time for a Chick Pic!

  1. Don’s widow stepped over his body to peer more closely at the stalks, who appeared to beg for mercy. “I need another volunteer,” she told them. “Who wants to be a hero?” The stalker in the front waved his fibrous arms. “No no no!” he cried. She smiled. “Thank you for your service,” she said, extracting him from the strange-colored jelly jar.

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  2. She took a whiff of the stalk, smiled, and chopped it up. Giggling, she mixed the tiny pieces into a salad, and with the salad bowl in hand, she marched out the door. As the door banged shut, she loudly proclaimed, “Next stop, my mother-in-law.”

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  3. When she arrived at her mother-in-law’s house, however, it was her sister who answered the door. “Oh, I just ADORE celery salad,” she said, reaching out for the bowl.

    “No, wait,” she replied helplessly, watching as the sister helped herself to a large serving of the salad.

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    1. She clasped her throat and gagged. ‘Oh, no!’ She obviously hadn’t built up enough immunity! No, wait…she coughed, fiercely. A chunk of celery flew across the room straight into her mother-in-law’s mouth.


  4. Back to the drawing board. “I need more volunteers,” she shouted. Husband down, sister down, mother-in-law still kickin’. TWO celery stalks in this salad, plus a pre-dinner Bloody Mary. That should do the trick. As she rang the doorbell it occurred to her she should have marked which was which. She stared at the drinks in her hand. “I’m almost positive it was this one.” Pretty sure, anyway.

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