If you had a Time Machine, what day, what month, what year would you like to travel to?
Why that time?
Who do you want to be there with?
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Time Machine . . . Prompt #801
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Teleportation . . . Prompt #800
If you had a working teleportation device, where would you go?
Why?What would you do there?
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Carousel . . . Prompt #799
Today’s Writing Prompt: Carousel
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Boys are . . . Girls are . . . Prompt #797
“Boys are made of snips and snails and puppy dog tails.
Girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice.”
What are you made of?
What do you think of this saying?
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Transportation . . . Prompt #796
Photo by Elviss Railijs Bitāns
Write about using public transportation, or private:
A bus, a train, a plane, subway, a boat, a ship, a rickshaw, a bicycle, Lyft, Uber, taxi cab, etc.
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I am
Memorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer’s voice on the page.
I am
By Patricia Morris
I am made of rich black soil that grows corn and soybeans and wheat and oats and vegetable gardens.
I am made of love showered upon me by parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles.
I am made of tallgrass prairies and mighty rivers.
I am made of grief and loss.
I am made of Midwestern college campuses, of thick gray and dark green law books.
I am made of courtrooms and jails, prisons and government office buildings.
I am made of curiosity and wanderlust, of courage and manners.
I am made of blood and bone, atoms and molecules, hair and cartilage.
I am made of brain synapses and aching joints, smiling eyes and laughing mouth.
I am made of love.
Who is this “I” I am describing? I learn in Zen that there is no “I.” “I” am a figment of “my” imagination. I am nothing without everything.
I am nothing without everything
I am nothing without
I am nothing
I am
I
Patricia Morris lives in Northern California and writes on Monday nights at Jumpstart Writing Workshops. She loves road trips, the Grateful Dead, and reading Dogen.
Her writing has appeared in Rand McNally’s Vacation America, the Ultimate Road Atlas and The Write Spot anthologies: “Possibilities” and “Musings and Ravings From a Pandemic Year,” edited by Marlene Cullen.
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Introvert? Extrovert? . . . Prompt #795
Are you, or is your fictional character, an introvert or an extrovert?
Do you know the difference?
It has been explained to me this way:
An extrovert is energized being in a crowd.
An introvert is drained of energy being in a crowd.
What is your definition of introvert and extrovert?
Write what it’s like being an introvert in an extrovert world.
Or, what is it like being an extrovert?
Are the people you spend time with mostly extroverts or introverts? How does that work for you?
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Jobs . . . Prompt #794
Write about your favorite job . . . paid or volunteer.
Or: Your first job or first volunteer work
Or: Write about a job you would never want to do.
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Writers: Open doors to flights of imagination
“. . . the urge to be a writer is a generous act at its core: we want to share our story with others, to give them a world that will open doors to insights and flights of the imagination.” — Grant Faulkner
Excerpted from “Sharing stories, sharing yourself,” from Grant’s Substack newsletter on writing and creativity, “Intimations: A Writer’s Discourse.”
Grant:
As a boy, I spent my allowance on all sorts of pens and paper, so there was never much question I would become a writer. I received my B.A. from Grinnell College in English and my M.A. in Creative Writing from San Francisco State University.
It seems like I should have other degrees, such as an MFA in Novels about People Doing Nothing But Walking Around, a PhD in Collages and Doodles and Stick Drawings of Fruitless Pursuits, or a Knighthood in Insomniac Studies, but I don’t.
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Best Day . . . Prompt #793
Writing Prompts:
Best Day Ever!
OR: Imagine a Best Day Ever
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