Writing Challenge: Allergic to the Letter E. Grit A Giant Quandary


Well I’ve been nominated to do an unusual challenge from Colleen over at Silver Threading.

I’m not one for reading the rules too well, so I’ve just stumbled upon no. (3.) Do the challenge within 24 hours, EEK!!!! Anyway, why not?  I’ll have a go. I’ve got a feeling that this will be a useful exercise, and I reckon that the end result might be ridiculous. But that’s okay I like ridiculous, so with that in mind I think I’ll just make it a monster story. Oh dear monster has an E in it, so does just about every other word too. Quick re-think? Me thinks. Giant perhaps? Yes Giant works.

Well starting this and my computer’s got other ideas it keeps on over heating. I reckon my husband has cast a spell on it, he gets a bit fed up when I spend too much time blogging! UGH!!!!

At last it’s cooled down.

So on to the task in hand:

Here’s the link to the original post from Colleen: http://silverthreading.com/2015/06/18/allergic-to-the-letter-e-challenge/

Here are the Rules: (Courtesy of Colleen at Silver Threading)

1) Write a whole paragraph (A WHOLE PARAGRAPH??) without any words containing the letter “e” (still easy?)

2) By reading this, you are already signed up.

3) Challenge at least five bloggers to do the challenge. They must do it within 24 hours or it is considered as failure.

4) If you fail or pass, suffer in the Page of Lame.

5) If you win, wallow in the Page of Fame.

My effort:


Grit A Giant only had a passion for words. Nothing could rock him. Only words. His passion for a,b,c,d.

“Oops what’s a wrong?” his giant pal Frank would say.

“I can’t find a way to go past D.”

His giant pal saw his chin drop as Grit had a hasty gulp, and a swallow.

Frank did a crack out grin. “How about a work past it pal, try a frightful F?”

“F stands for fail and I don’t want to, I’m grit, I’m in this until I crush that  …..oh, I can’t say that word.”

His pal pat him on his back. It was all too much. Grit’s crying was not Giant protocol.

Grit would fizz and his brain would fog on its way past d. It was no good. What a bum job. How could Grit A Grizzly Giant show a chink of pitiful?

His rivals would find it so tantilising to taunt him.

This is what a rival bunch of giants would say, “Such a choking bumbling fool of a giant, Grit’s such a stupid git.”

Grit’s soul was bust.

That fifth word would always haunt him. Poor Old Grit. A giant fan of Sci-fi but no split infinity would cross his lips you know which s.i. I’m thinking of.

So his pal said, “Why don’t you a grab and shout out an X for that a word you can’t say?”

Grit found a grin in hiding, put it on, and said, “to boldly go whxrx no man has gonx bxforx.”

Grit was a happy, grinning  giant.  Still a git, but that’s not this story. All his Xmas’s had found a way to roll in right now!


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