Greetings,
dear poets and storytellers. How are things in your bit of the universe? I hope
they are less infectious than in my corner of the world, since we are in the
middle of a COVID spike. My slightly useless immune system and I are staying at
home. If we must venture out, we mask and are more paranoid than usual. This is
more common in the fall, but it seems summer wants to show that it can be a
viral boss too. Oh, well…
…speaking
of summer, for today’s optional prompt, I invite us to find inspiration
in one of the following quotes:
1. “Do what we can, summer will have its flies” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson 2. “Deep summer is when laziness finds respectably. ~ Sam Keen
Required: Add
the direct link to your response to Mister Linky. One post per participant,
please, 369 words maximum (excluding title), for prose and for poetry.
Optional: You
may share old or new pieces of poetry or prose, and you may write to the prompt
or to a topic of your choosing.
Requested(not compulsory but strongly recommended): Visit other poets and storytellers.
Read their contributions. Share your thoughts with them.
for next week, Rommy will be asking us to write about the phrase “It’s a
dirty job, but someone has to do it.” I won’t do it. You
can’t make me. Well, maybe. All right, I’ll do it!
Hello again, dear Word Weavers. How are things in your neck of the woods? Happy Solstice to you all! (Whether it's the Winter or Summer one for you.)
Here in the Southern Hemisphere, Winter has well and truly arrived – and my little cat and I are both inclined to eat for warmth. I see that our bodies are getting somewhat rounder! I am having to remind myself to be a little more careful with both our diets.
The problems of privilege, I know – remembering parental words about 'the starving children in Africa' who would have been glad of anything I didn't fancy eating all up.
However I also remember my Dad’s oft-stated opinion that one should always get up from the dining table feeling that one could eat just a little more. Healthier, he insisted.
That brought to mind an uncle who used to declare, when asked if he’d like a second helping, that he had had ‘an elegant sufficiency.’ Word nerd that I was, it always struck me as a lovely phrase, almost musical.
So, for this week’s optional prompt, please let your writing be inspired by the phrase ‘an elegant sufficiency.’ You may or may not use the phrase in your writing, as you please; and you need not have it be about food, though you can.
Guidelines:
You may write to the prompt or ignore it. You may share poetry or prose, new or old. One post per person, please, 369 words maximum (excluding title). Link to that post in Mister Linky below.
Please, if possible, read other people’s posts too and leave them some encouraging comments. Also we welcome comments below if there’s anything you’d like to say to the group or the team.
Next week, Magaly
will invite us to find inspiration in one of the following
quotes: 1. “Do what we can, summer will have its flies” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson 2. “Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. ~ Sam Keen
The elegant sufficiency – or lavish feast! – I enjoyed while out to lunch the other day.
Hello, Word Artists and Admirers! Today's optional prompt is brought to you by a silly thing I saw on the internet.
After I was done giggling, I started thinking about repurposed things in general. This week's optional prompt is towrite about something (someone? ðŸ¤) we’ve recycled or repurposed in our lives. Either poetry or prose is fine, as is fiction or nonfiction. Just keep your entries to 369 words or fewer and just one piece per person, please.
Next week, Rosemary will ask our writing to be inspired by the phrase, ‘an elegant sufficiency'.
Greetings,
word lovers. I hope you are having a very good day. Mine isn’t too bad. I’m
home after spending some quality time at the hospital, my garden is starting to bloom, my pain isn’t as debilitating
as it was last week, and being on bed rest meant that I could listen to
audiobooks for as long as I was conscious—silver linings and all that. Now, if I
could only write in the same way… Sigh. Dictation is a bit problematic for me. I’m
a chronic reviser, and my speech-to-text program is not good for that. But you
know what it’s great for? Saving quotes! And I so love me a quote (or 100).
Speaking
of reading and quotations and other awesome things, for today’s optional prompt, I
invite you to write poetry or prose inspired by a quote from the last book you
read. Please share the actual quote and book title at end of your post (because effective quote hoarding takes a village).
Required: Add
the direct link to your response to Mister Linky. One post per participant,
please, 369 words maximum (excluding title), for prose and for poetry.
Optional: You
may share old or new pieces of poetry or prose, and you may write to the prompt
or to a topic of your choosing.
Requested(not compulsory but strongly recommended): Visit other poets and storytellers.
Read their contributions. Share your thoughts on their words.
for next week, Rommy will be asking us to repurpose. She wishes us to write
poetry or prose about something (someone? ðŸ¤) we’ve recycled or repurposed
in our lives.