Do you have a role model? Write about a person who inspired you, encouraged you, didn’t ask for anything back in return. Someone who enhanced your life. Or: Write about someone you mentored or were/are a role model for. Photo of my role model: My paternal grandmother showing my sister and niece how to make noodles circa 1974.
Category: Prompts
What? . . . Prompt #774
What door do you need to walk through, but don’t want to? What is nagging at you? What do you really want to do? #justwrite #iamawriter #iamwriting
What bothers me . . . Prompt #773
Writing Prompts: What bothers me . . . Or: I don’t care about . . . Or: I’m tired of . . . #just write #iamwriting #iamawriter
Glimmers . . . Prompt #772
“The opposite of a trigger. Glimmers are those moments in your day that make you feel joy, happiness, peace, or gratitude. Once you train your brain to be on the lookout for glimmers, these tiny moments will appear more and more.” Author Unknown #justwrite #amwriting #iamawriter
More First Lines From Books . . . Prompt #771
“A Tale of Two Cities” by Charles Dickens “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness . . .” “The Glass Castle” by Jeanette Walls “I was sitting in a taxi, wondering if I had overdressed for the evening, when I looked out the window and saw Mom rooting through a dumpster.” “Lessons in Chemistry” by Bonnie Garmus “Back in 1961, when women wore shirtwaist dresses and joined garden clubs and drove legions of children around in seatbeltless cars without giving it a second thought; back before anyone knew there’d even be a sixties movement, much less one that its participants would spend the next sixty years chronicling; back when the big wars were over and the secret wars had just begun and people were starting to think fresh and believe everything was possible,…
Life . . . Prompt #770
More than one friend recently told me their difficulties, about how things seem impossible, how hard everything is. Sometimes I wonder why these things happen. And then I remember: Life. Life happens. There are ups and downs. Situations that seem hopeless. And then time goes by. We find solutions. Or the situation remedies somehow. Write about a time that seemed hopeless. What happened? Or, if you are in a situation now that seems hopeless, write as if the problem has been resolved. What would your life look like if this situation was remedied? Writing About Difficult Times In Your Life by Guest Blogger Nancy Julien Kopp #justwrite #amwriting #iamawriter
Beyond a warm house . . . Prompt #769
What are you grateful for? Let’s go beyond a warm house and plenty of food. Dig a little deeper. Did something happen that curved your lips into a smile? Did someone catch your eye and give a knowing nod? Did someone unexpectedly reach out to help you? What are you thankful for? #justwrite #iamawriter #iamwriting
What do you need to unsubscribe from? . . . Prompt #768
What do you need to unsubscribe from? What do you need to let go of?
Chinese New Year . . . Prompt #767
Chinese New Year 2024 Year of the Dragon According to legend, Chinese New Year started with a mythical beast called the Nian (a beast that lives under the sea or in the mountains) during the annual Spring Festival. One year, the villagers decided to hide from the beast. An older man appeared before the villagers and said that he would stay the night and get revenge on the Nian. The old man put red papers up and set off firecrackers. The next day, the villagers returned and saw that nothing had been destroyed. They assumed that the old man was a deity who came to save them. The villagers learned that the old man discovered that the Nian was afraid of the color red and loud noises. The tradition grew as New Year approached. The villagers wore red clothes, hung red lanterns and red scrolls on windows and doors. They…
What have you forgotten? . . . Prompt #766
Excerpt from “Happy to be Here,” by Elizabeth Berg. “Last time my friend Phyllis visited me, she said, ‘Don’t you ever comb your hair?’” “’I forget,’ I told her.” I laughed at that moment of recognition. Sometimes, during the day, I’ll glance at a mirror as I walk by and realize, “forgot to comb my hair.” Writing prompt: What have you forgotten? And then (obviously) remembered. Or: What might you have forgotten? Just Write!