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I was just thinking about that picture I posted the other day, showing the pearl earring being held by my paint-splattered hands. But what if it wasn't paint, dear reader? What if it was dried milk powder, or baby food, or chalk, or tippex, or cornflour, or even mushed up human bone? What on earth had I been up to? TASK Take yourself on a journey of fantasy, using my hands as your starting point for a murder mystery. Write for 10 minutes, beginning with the words "The whiteness was striking."
Here's the pic again in case you've only just joined us...