It’s been a number of years, but I’m finally back with my hands in clay. Long story short, I had to let go of some anger – which made the holidays a little dicy – but I managed. After nearly a decade, here I am with chapped hands and a sore back.
prompt…
The entire city was dead, everything in my wake gone, so I turned my attention to the last remaining outposts.
another prompt…
A hundred and sixteen years ago Death forgot my name leaving me to move about this world without fear, until now.
prompt…
The metallic beast stood upright and walked after crashing from the sky in a violet swath of fire.
prompts for the wicked…
The dead lay in pools of salt water and old tainted blood along the beach where we used to sun ourselves during the long summers. Yup. Back to it. I love prompts.
actively dying needs prompts…
Yup, another prompt. The three of us had been discussing the most memorable way to die when a demon in blue strolled into my bar. I love prompts. Different people read them completely differently. They take things I see and see something I’d never thought of. I need to start a writing circle…
prompt, prompt, prompt…
I should really start writing to all these prompts… Caroline dug through the contents of her worn leather purse and gave him the last six dollars and forty five cents she had left. For now, I’ll keep them safe and remembered while I wind DeHaven through his journey.
another prompt, I need to find my stride…
One bright day, a tall man died along side the abandoned train tracks. I need to find my stride again. I used to write story after story so easily. Now they’re all laying like shards of brightly colored broken glass at the bottom of a cardboard box. I need to find my stride. And sort.
another prompt…
We danced until the sun set knowing it would be the last time.
more prompts…
We’ve covered that I love prompts, but I’ve been remiss in keeping them all listed. My friend Actively Dying is always up for a new one so here are a few I’ve sent out but have yet to write to since I’m knee deep in sand at the moment trying to get Sergeant DeHaven home….
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