Welcome to the challenge: A day late…The Labor Day Holiday got me all messed up!

Today’s Prompt:

*****For any participants that do NOT like restrictions, please feel free to participate in any way you would like. It is great to read the contributions!****

1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
5. *Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
6. Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!

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Here is my contribution:

Marcia stood outside the ice cream shop. She didn’t know if she wanted a sundae or a cone. Then once that was decided, then it was picking a flavor! There were so many choices. Next came toppings. She knew that decision would have to depend on whether she picked a sundae or a cone. She just saw a family get out of their car, walk up to the window and order! How can anyone do this that fast? 

Brian stood next to Marcia contemplating the flavor of ice cream he wanted. He knew he wanted a cup because those damn cones lose their ends and he always ends up with ice cream all over his shirt. Next he would have to decide on toppings. He would wait until Marcia decided though since they would be sitting right next to each other during the show and he didn’t want something that would clash with the smell of hers. 

Debbie couldn’t believe the line! How could it take people so long to figure out what they want? Most of these people probably sit and contemplate and then order the same damn thing every single time. I mean who goes out for ice cream and doesn’t order their favorite flavor. Debbie knew everyone there probably had more than one favorite but it was still pretty easy to pick.  

Jenna sat behind the window (230 Words)

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