This is a very short fictional piece I wrote based off a daily writing prompt from Sarah Selecky. The assignment was two parts over two days. First, make a list of 10 unrelated sentences. Second, each sentence became the first sentence of a scene. Then you write for 10 minutes. Here's what I came up with:
Sometimes, there's cake.
A rich chocolate. A moist carrot with tangy cream cheese frosting. Or maybe something decadent: a red velvet or a black forest cake.
Sadly, today is not one of those days.
Cupcakes. I'm so tired of cupcakes. Tiny little pre-portioned nuggets of cake. When what I really want today is a big slice of overindulgence.
I make a face at the cupcakes as I pick one up for a closer look. White cake. Vanilla frosting. With Sprinkles. Sprinkles? Are we a bunch of eight-year-olds gathered for a birthday party?
With that image in mind, I stick a finger into the mound of fluffy frosting and swipe it into my mouth. The sugar hits my taste buds and clings there. Immediately I begin to concede my former opinion. Cupcakes might not be so bad after all.
I peel back the paper and take a bite. Cupcakes are technically cakes. Just smaller. Mini cakes. But cakes all the same. Another bite melts the last of my resolve, and my grumpiness.
The cupcakes win. For today. Tomorrow, there might be cake.