Hello, Word Artists and Admirers! Halloween is right around
the corner. My kids are past the trick or treat age, but they still haven’t
lost their taste for sweets! Although we get plenty of kids visit our
neighborhood, I’ll make sure to set a couple of peanut butter cups aside for
both of them. Did you ever go trick or treating? What was your favorite thing
to see in your Halloween bag?
In honor of Halloween this week’s optional prompt is to use
the word “sweet” to inspire your creations. You may (but don’t have to) use the
word sweet in your finished piece or the title. You may share an old or new piece as the mood moves you. One entry per person, please
and be sure your finished pieces are 369 words or fewer, thanks!
Next week, Rosemary will ask us to write something about the number three.
dear poets and storytellers. Have you read or watched anything scary lately? I
mean, other than in the news? I hope so. No, I’m not hoping that you’ve watched
scary news, but that you’ve read or watched something a bit scary for pleasure.
That sounds so strange, doesn’t it? What other species delights in terrifying itself?
I guess we are special (or
a bit mad *cough*).
been enjoying creepy books and movies. So, for today’s optional prompt, I
invite you to write poetry or prose inspired by one (or more) of the following scary quotes:
“There is something at work in my soul, which
I do not understand.” Frankenstein, by
“I must confess to you: I’m giving serious
thought to eating your wife” Hannibal, by Thomas Harris
“I think perhaps all of us go a little crazy
at times.” Psycho, by Robert
“Grownups are the real monsters.” It, by Stephen King
“Blood is really warm, it’s like drinking hot
chocolate but with more screaming.” Zombie Haiku: Good Poetry for Your… Brains, by Ryan Mecum
Ifyour muse isn’t in the mood for creepy,
choose any piece you like; new or old, fiction or nonfiction, short
or longish(369wordsorfewer). Please, add the direct link to your post; one link per
participant. After you share your words, visit other writers and see what their
muses have chosen to delight (or terrify) us with on the third
week of October.
Rommy will ask us to take inspiration from the word “sweet”.
Red for danger. Seeing red. Roses are red, violets are blue. Woman in Red. The Red Shoes. Red as a power colour. Red lipstick. Red nail polish. Little Red Riding Hood. Snow White, Rose Red. Red as blood. Red-blooded. Red hot. Red Hot Chili Peppers. Red sails in the sunset….
What does the colour red mean to you?
I belong to a photography group on facebook, one where the idea is to have fun rather than display technical expertise. (That suits me! I’ve always turned my hobbies into professional skills, but I’ll never be a sufficiently expert photographer – I am grateful for what my smart phone makes possible – so at last I have a hobby that will stay a hobby.)
Each month we have a different set of themes, and this month one of them is Red, so I've become very conscious of where red appears in my world. It’s Spring in Australia now, even though a wet and reluctant one, and I’m enjoying all the colourful blooms, including lots of red ones. (Here are my own red geraniums in a red pot.) But of course autumn, in the northern hemisphere, has its own shades of red.
Your (optional) prompt this week is to write about the colour red – whether you choose to write about the reds in nature, treat red symbolically, be inspired by a song or story title referring to the colour, or anything else that occurs to you. (And you are also free to ignore the prompt altogether and share something else.)
You may give us poetry or prose, old or new, no longer than 369 words please, and just one post per person. Link to it below, and we’d love it if you’d also link to us on your blog. If you'd like to, leave us a comment here too, to say hello, ask a question, report a problem....
Next week, Magaly will invite us to write poetry or prose inspired by one (or more) of the following scary quotes:
is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.” ~ Frankenstein,
by Mary Shelley
“I must confess to you: I’m
giving serious thought to eating your wife” ~ Hannibal, by Thomas
think perhaps all of us go a little crazy at times.” ~ Psycho, by Robert
“Grownups are the real monsters.” ~ It, by Stephen King
is really warm, it’s like drinking hot chocolate but with more screaming.” ~ Zombie
Haiku: Good Poetry for Your… Brains, by Ryan Mecum
Hello, Word Artists and Admirers! In the early days of the
pandemic, a lot of people started dusting off discarded hobbies or picking up
new ones. Besides filling up a lot of newfound time, hobbies have a way of
bringing us comfort and fun. Darling Youngest played around with a ukulele. Darling Eldest started working on some side writing projects. My husband was always a pretty good cook but he definitely leveled up his skills. I spent a fair amount of time figuring out how to passably replicate the feel of a tea room to practice at home.
For today's optional prompt, I suggest writing about a hobby that brings you peace. I'll take old and new pieces, poetry and prose. Just please keep them to 369 words or fewer, and one entry per person please.
Next week, Rosemary will ask us to write about the color red.