Week 4 of Odd Prompts

Week 4! That means a month, a whole month of prompts when we get to the end of this week. Wow. The participation has been amazing. But we can make it better! Please, if you are having fun, share the wealth. Challenge friends, or family, to take part. Remember, there’s no minimum wordcount. It can be poetry, an essay, fiction, or just musing on the odd prompt. If writing is coming slowly, a prompt can poke the brain until the muse gets inspired.

But that’s next week. This week, the prompts are…

Jennie PosthumusThere’s a tapping on your window. You look out and find a raven sitting on the sill holding a bloody knife.Kat Ross
nother MikeAt the coin laundry, you had just put your clothes in the washer and sat down when one of the big dryer doors opened and a voice called out…Fiona Grey
Kat RossA truck driver going down a state highway late at night sees an obviously distressed woman walking along the side of the road carrying a child. She refuses all offers to help. When the driver looks back she is standing on the side of a bridge, looking down at the river and the child is no longer in sight.nother Mike
Cedar SandersonThe hula dancer on the dashboard came to life, and the nearby volcano rumbledB. Durbin
Fiona GreyTrying to make it there before time runs outCedar Sanderson
B. DurbinYou discover a cavern or mine beneath your house when one of the basement walls degrades.Jennie Posthumus
Brena BockThe strangest thing happened at the hairdresser (or barber).Brena Bock
Leigh Kimmel(see fractal picture below)Leigh Kimmel

And if you want to play along, but forgot to send in a prompt to oddprompts@gmail.com (do it now, before you forget again!) then you can always pick from the Spare Prompts list.

Spare PromptDragons are real, and there’s now one curled up at your front door like a stray cat demanding a home.
Spare PromptThe stray cat you found and nursed back to help? It’s actually a vampire who now has fallen in love with you… and refuses to leave.
Spare PromptThe plane crash was a year ago. Everyone died. But then you get a letter postmarked this week from your (friend, spouse, parent… your choice) who was on the flight…
Spare Prompt1) A dragon begins terrorizing the neighborhood and a minion delivers a message: a sacrifice is demanded. That’s it. Just “a sacrifice”. What (or who, depending on your mood) do you sacrifice to appease the dragon?
Spare Prompt2) You move into your new home and your new neighbor knocks on the door with a dish and bottle of high-end wine. Attractive, friendly… everything you could dream of… until you realize…
Spare Prompt3) Helping to clean out your beloved gramma’s attic after she has passed, you come across a chest, buried in the furthest corner and under a surprising amount of junk. You open it to discover something that changes your life and perception.

Once you have written your prompt, publish it on your blog, online journal, anywhere you like. Don’t forget to link to your prompter, and your promptee. If you haven’t got an online home, feel free to use the comments under this post. Finally, last but certainly not least, comment on the other writer’s work. Leave kind feedback, and you’ll get some back yourself.

Ironically, the header image is also a fractal – all of the post headers are – created by Cedar Sanderson. You could even choose a header image as your prompt. Have fun!

25 comments

  1. Taking the basic theme of “dragon” from the spare prompts. Also trying out a new form.

    Under the shadow of great black wings
    The township shivers in fear each night
    Waking from nightmares into terrible things
    Face to the carpet, praying for light

    The township shivers in fear each night
    Stars occluded by a cruciform blot
    Dreading the moment when the dark grows bright
    Furnace breath and the stench of rot

    Stars occluded by a cruciform blot
    Eyes that dare not scan the skies
    Will I arise at dawn or not
    Will this night be disturbed by my cries

    Eyes that dare not scan the skies
    Hearts that quail at thunder’s shout
    Head down beneath the death that flies
    Nowhere to run and no way out

    Hearts that quail at thunder’s shout
    No one dances, no one sings
    Gray lives wracked with doubt
    Under the shadow of great black wings

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  2. My prompt was:

    A truck driver going down a state highway late at night sees an obviously distressed woman walking along the side of the road carrying a child. She refuses all offers to help. When the driver looks back she is standing on the side of a bridge, looking down at the river and the child is no longer in sight.

    And here’s what I came up with…

    https://mbarker.dreamwidth.org/230781.html

    Comments welcomed!
    ‘nother Mike

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  3. Long week at the day job meant stories built up in my head, and spilled out when I should have been working on Ye Old Evil Thesis this weekend. Seemed like every spare prompt sparked more ideas than the one from nother Mike I was supposed to be pondering, but in the end, Laundromat wound up the one I was happiest with. Comments welcome!

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  4. Mine is now up at https://starshipcat.livejournal.com/688258.html.

    I don’t know how I got my own prompt, but figuring out how to work it into a story was interesting. I thought about an aurora on the habitable moon of a gas giant with a strong magnetosphere, but I ended up going with my background in (library and) information science. Getting “Phoenix Dreams” ready to go live as a standalone e-book provided the rest.

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    • Whoops, sorry about that. This is called too many fingers in the soup sometimes spills things, I’m afraid. We’re still getting the process behind the curtains worked out (you remember the piece from the Wizard of Oz, pay no attention to the man behind the curtains!). I’m afraid this time, I missed shuffling the names…

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  5. It took me a while, because I started out with nonfiction. You pushed my geology button, Cedar! But that got a bit boring, so I had to commit poetry. Eh. I was distracted by finishing of the Chernow biography of Grant. Yes, I recommend it. But keep in mind that I’m usually a book-a-day habit, if not three a day, and this book took me a week. Is dense.

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