Hopscotch
The other night when I could no longer wrestle with my pillow, I got up and watched a wonderful old movie, “Hopscotch”. It was quite charming, with Walter Matthau and Glenda Jackson. These completely charming ex-CIA agents led the CIA on a merry chase…all the while peppering their dialogue with sassy inside jokes and rejoinders. They were a most unlikely couple and I found myself rooting madly for them. Who would ever have expected these two to be drawn together? But they were, and the magnetism was positively electric.
Oh, I do love hopscotch. The word itself brings back favorite hours on the playground. I was REALLY good at hopscotch!
Maybe that’s why I led each chapter in LOVE WILL FOLLOW with a hopscotch rhyme crafted just for this American orphan train adventurous suspense novel. The one memory of home that predominates for my heroine was a hopscotch dream scene with her lost brother.
Fly to the washtub
Fly to the line
Fly to the hiding place
None can find
Oh, yes, I do love hopscotch.
Any former hopscotch champs out there?
Leave me a COMMENT…or a retort…or just wax eloquent.
Got a favorite hopscotch rhyme?
Maybe I’ll use it in my next story!
Let’s see..
Fly to the keyboard
Fly to the mouse….
Bailey Bristol
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Article source: http://www.zimbio.com/Writers+Blogs+on+Writing/articles/ZkL3u1cK_WM/Hopscotch

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