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  • Tall Tales or Truth . . . Prompt #656

    Write about yourself or about one (or more) of your fictional characters.

    You can write the truth or embellish a tall tale.

    “Your” is you or one of your fictional characters.

    Some writing starts:

    Describe your career / job.

    If you are retired, what did you do before retirement?

    If you could start over, what type of work do you wish you had pursued?

    Hobbies?

    What do you do in your spare time?

    If you don’t have spare time, what would you do if you had spare time?

    What do you like to do?

    Something very few people know about you.

    Something that is not true about you.

    Best vacation.

    Children.

    Grandchildren.

    Where did you grow up?

    Where do you live?

    What are you especially good at?

    What do you want people to know about you?

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  • Food or Art? Prompt #654

    Photo by Ellen Wu

    Sometimes I get an idea for a writing prompt and then search for an image to go with the prompt.

    The phrase “food or art” popped into my head one day. It took a while, but I found an image.

    So, what do you think . . . food or art?

    Or, food as art?

    Just Write!

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  • Comfort Food . . . Prompt #653

    Comfort Food is a real thing.

    The idea of eating for comfort might be new to you.

    Or you may have experienced how food can bring relaxation and a sense of well-being since you were a child.

    Perhaps you are an “eat to live” person and became a “love to eat” person during shelter in place, when activities were limited and frustrations were high.

    Here’s what happened to me with comfort food during shelter in place, summer 2020.

    “Comfort food took on a new meaning. It was more than comfort food. It was about how to cope with feeling scared. When food filled my belly, there was more than a feeling of satiation. There was a feeling of we’re going to be okay. We can handle this. I tell myself this is just a moment in time. It’s temporary. But I know we are forever changed.” —“Things I Never Thought I Would Do,” excerpt from The Write Spot: Musings and Ravings From a Pandemic Year.

    What is your definition of comfort food?

    One idea is that when sugar, salt, and fat hit the pleasure center of the brain, we experience contentment.

    Perhaps an interesting concept to explore.

    Today’s writing prompt: Comfort Food.

    What does comfort food mean to you?

    What do you eat that offers a sense of well-being and security?

    What was your comfort food as a child?

    Note: When I was looking for an image to go with this writing prompt, my first thought was mac and cheese. But I didn’t like any of the images I found. Then I thought “popcorn.” Again, couldn’t find an image I liked.

    I decided to take a poll on Facebook. I was surprised at the range of responses to my question “What is your comfort food?”

    From the informal poll: Ice cream is the most popular comfort food, followed closely by potatoes (mashed and baked).

    Some of the answers were specific: Hazelnut gelato, rice cakes with strawberry jam, mushroom risotto, toast and peanut butter and bourbon whiskey, my wife’s mother’s grandmother’s spaghetti sauce, warm blackberry pie with ice cream, Belgian fries with mayonnaise.

    Also: Granola, hot dogs, jambalaya, lemon bars, meatloaf, pot roast, tapioca pudding, tuna melts, artichokes, and yams.

    A cousin in Grand Rapids responded with “Tamales from the Roosevelt Tamale Parlor!”

    And a couple of “whatever anyone wants to make for me.”

    Your turn: Write about comfort food.

    “Our obsession with sugar, salt and fat.” By Alexandra Sifferlin and TIME.com, March 1, 2013

  • Worried . . . Prompt #652

    Prompt #1

    I’m worried about . . .

    Prompt #2

    50 years ago I worried about . . .

    Prompt #3

    When I was 17, I worried about . . .

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  • Character deep within . . . Prompt #651

    Today’s writing prompt:

    There is a character deep within me . . .

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  • Still struggling . . . Prompt #650

    What did adults tell you when you were a child that you still struggle with?

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  • People are . . . Prompt #648

    “Mama Always Said Life Was Like a Box of Chocolates. You Never Know What You’re Gonna Get.”—Forrest Gump

    People are like that, too. You never know what people are going to do or say. Perhaps that was the inspiration for The 2022 Voices of Lincoln Poetry Contest.

    Choose a category and Just Write!

    People are . . .

    Funny    

    Amazing    

    Changers

    Unreasonable    

    Unpredictable

    World

    These are the categories for The 2022 Voices of Lincoln Poetry Contest.

    Write your story and submit your writing.

  • Let me take this off your plate . . . Prompt #647

    Someone said this to me recently: “Let me take this off your plate.”

    Sounds like a good writing prompt . . . so here we are.

    Just Write!

    “Let me take this off your plate.”

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  • Reverberations

    Memorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer’s voice on the page.

    Reverberations

    By Brenda Bellinger

    I suppose another title for this post could be “Echoes.” Some are gentle, quiet, reminiscent of the fading ring of a bell. Others are loud, persistent—drumbeats, almost—like the hourly news headlines of the brutal slaughters in Ukraine, occasionally punctuated by stories of defiance, strength and resilience.

    It’s Monday morning, the day before I’ll upload this post. I’m sitting at the dining room table in the family home that will soon be listed for sale, waiting for the painter and landscaper to arrive.

    Traffic noise is more noticeable now in the hollow silence of this near-empty space. All but a handful of the original furnishings are gone, replaced with artsy pieces and decor selected by our real estate agent to stage the home.

    Gone is the Tuscan-inspired color scheme that ran throughout the house, a carryover from my folks’ trip to Europe in 1993. It’s hidden under two coats of marketable cream with an occasional accent wall in a trendy shade of light sage.

    It’s odd, sitting here where I always sat during those evening card games with my father and his lady friend, a new modern light fixture above the table. Dad couldn’t stand silence and always had his television turned to the easy listening station on the music channel. “Elevator music,” my husband called it. Between hands, the music would be drowned out by the sound of the battery-operated card shuffler and the squeak of chairs on the hardwood floor as we got up to refill our coffee cups or pour a drink. Midway through the game we’d take a break for dessert.

    And then there was the clock that had been in our family for years. It hung on the dining room wall and chimed on the hour and the half, a sound that never bothered me but apparently drove my younger brothers crazy. All three of them adamantly refused to take the clock (one even threatened to burn it – he was just kidding. I think.) so it came home with me. Like the soundtrack to a favorite movie, the chimes play on, marking time and recreating memories.

    Originally posted as “Echoes” on Brenda’s Blog.

    Brenda Bellinger’s work has appeared in Small Farmer’s Journal, Mom Egg Review, Persimmon Tree, THEMA, the California Writers Club Literary Review and in various anthologies. Her first novel, “Taking Root,” a young adult story of betrayal and courage, is available through most local bookstores and on Amazon.