Saturday Sream of Consciousness Promt: Pat-Cakes

Hello! Its Saturday and on Saturday I participate in Linda’s Steam of consciousness Prompt.

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Today’s prompt is pat/pet/pot/put

My mama likes to make what we called pat cakes.  Fun biscuits. We all get to make our own and we can pat them into shapes… any old thang we want. I  make a capital L for my name most often. Sometimes I’ll go all out on myself and make a crown shape. Younger brother  pats out worms.  He’ll roll the flour into skinny long snakes and then  chop them into short wormy thangs. I’ve done forgotten what my little sister makes. Most likely a work of fancy stuff so great it makes me feel like a stupid baby. STUPID. Mama says that’s an ugly word, but I say it anyway. STUPID. That’s why I forget the thangs my sister does ’cause of she always does them better than me.  This living with her has done turned me into a pitty-pot. Mama tells everyone I’m a pity-pot having a pity-party. Not sure what that means, but don’t think it’s so good. My pat cakes look the best until sister finishes hers. Then mine become pitiful lumps of flour. All I want to do was just eat worms…my brother’s worms. He don’t care for biscuits so his is up for anyone’s taking and eating. I care too much and am sure happy to eat them all. I don’t get to eat sister’s pat-cake biscuits because my mama saves them. Before anyone can gobble up those precious little cakes, she’ll say, “They’re so precious, I need to have them bronzed, like her baby shoes.” PRECIUOS. I will never say that word cause mama says it all the time about sister.  See…I only said it just once so you can see what mama says. Mama never has anything of mine bronzed. Little sister has a special shelf in the parlor lined up with her bronzed baby shoes,… bronzed first cup… bronzed first spoon. And right along side them, all in a row, mama puts her many, many bronzed pat-cakes. Sister is mama’s pet. I’m just her first child. No big deal at all.

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

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11 thoughts on “Saturday Sream of Consciousness Promt: Pat-Cakes

  1. Sorry it creeper you out! Didn’t really know where it was going! Just trying g yo use the prompt words. Hope the character gets some confidence. Don’t want her to beco e a serial killer! I was always jeoulous of my sister, but my mom wasn’t like the mom in the story.


      1. Maybe I’ll make it longer sometime. that’s the real purpose of writing to prompts, anyway, isn’t it. Sometimes the SOC isn’t worth taking anything from it to rewrite and sometimes it leads to a good story. That’s why I love SOC and free writing. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.


  2. It was interesting to read this while listening to my firstborn giggling in his room over something he’s reading or watching. This story definitely has some disturbing (and too familiar) elements, for me. I want to scoop that girl up and hug her and tell her it’s not OK that she’s made to feel less-than.

    Well done!


      1. I was the more favored sister, and my mom is still a bit too much like this story for my comfort. Now my sister is the favored one, and I am more than fine with that – the cost of remaining the favorite grew too high, and stopped having the same meaning once I grew up and didn’t need to keep my mother happy to escape what were often extremely unpleasant consequences…

        This one really touched a nerve, for me.


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