Over at According to Hoyt, they’re having Sunday Vignettes. The object is to write 50 words (exactly 50, if possible) on a given prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘alchemy’. My own humble contribution:

I went Midas one worse. Everything I touch is transmuted. Food turns to metal when I try to eat. The love of my life is now a lifeless statue. Everything in my house is hard, shiny, and useless.

But I didn’t even get gold.

Anybody want fifty tons of zinc?


  1. Scrap metal dealer seems the obvious choice.

  2. That was… amazingly clever. My goodness. How did you do that? Fifty words on a random topic, and they hang together with such force and cohesion. Bravo!

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