The idea of writing for a challenge has been growing on me since I started getting more active with my Vocal.Media page. As I’ve said before I’m under no illusions about whether I would ever win one of these things (it might happen when hell freezes over) but I do think it is a useful writing exercise . . . and I could do with sinking my teeth into a few more of those I reckon.
The subject for the latest challenge was The Scarlet Macaw, and as it turned out something registered in the back of my mind when I read about this. Something my father once told me.
So, after going back through the memory banks it finally came to me, and now I’m offering it to you. Another story my father told.
Please enjoy.
Ponyboysplace 