Prompts

Mental Snapshot . . . Prompt #390

Our minds register events like snapshots, especially stressful or shocking events. Our minds take a snapshot as if we need to remember that point in time. For example, you probably remember where you were and what you were doing when you heard about John F. Kennedy being shot or September 11th or the October Northern California fires. For this prompt, I’d like to make it more personal. Yes, you can write about a global event. Or, you can use this prompt as an opportunity to take a deeper look at something that is personally meaningful to you. Something that was a type of surprise or shock so you took a mental snapshot. It could be good or surprising news. It could be something that was upsetting or disturbing. I invite you to go inward and write about a mental snapshot you carry with you. When writing about difficult experiences, take…

Places to submit

45th Parallel is looking for . . .

45th Parallel is looking for original, previously unpublished fiction, nonfiction, poetry, artwork and comics. Currently accepting submissions. Deadline: November 30, 2018. If you miss this deadline, check back for the next submission period. Why 45th Parallel? The 45th Parallel, the halfway point between the Equator and the North Pole, marks the Earth’s in-between space. 45th Parallel, too, indulges in in-betweenness — the convergence of seemingly disparate content, forms, genres, and styles.

Prompts

 Yo-Yo Ma . . . Prompt #389

Today’s writing prompt is a poem. You can write on the theme or mood of the poem, a stanza, a line, or a word to inspire your writing. Just Write! Yo-Yo Ma by Donna Emerson He played twenty years ago at Tanglewood. We sat in the first row, still as the moment after rain. Air full of ozone under an enormous white tent for his perfect baroque bowing, for his move into the music, his calm, restrained stroke.   People stood in the aisles. Yo-Yo’s strong bow arm reached front, his body tilted back. His face, shoulders, then body transformed into his cello and song.   His excited strumming. Plucking like a mad man. His confident leaning, his fond embrace of his old cello. We stopped breathing in the piano parts, our breaths pure when they burst out during the double fortissimo.   Fully felt notes. Deep bells on tops…

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A Letter to My Sister During Drought . . . Prompt #388

Today’s writing prompt is a poem. You can write on the theme or mood of the poem, a stanza, a line, or a word to inspire your writing. Just Write!   A Letter to My Sister During Drought by Donna Emerson In this fourth year of drought, California trees begin to fall. Orchards of almonds lie on their sides near Fresno. Rows of apricot trees black, bent.   Remember when we listened to Vivaldi’s Four Seasons? Only one season here: red summer hum. Our cedars shrivel. We are ankle-deep in flat brown leaves.   Even my wrists are wrinkled. I’ve heard about your illnesses, which you said your guru would protect, though he died five years ago.   It’s been fifteen years since Dad’s memorial, twenty since mother’s, when you changed your name, wrote your last letter “releasing me from your life.”   I know you can’t see the water…

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Pretty Owl Poetry

  Pretty Owl Poetry is an online quarterly journal publishing new, emerging, and established writers in poetry, flash fiction, and the visual arts. POP accepts experimental and traditional forms, and flash fiction masquerading as poetry, all with a lyrical quality. Submission Guidelines.