Week 6 of Odd Prompts

First off, the prompts are up! Randomly assigned prompts are available!

For those that may be new to this, you can email in a short prompt to oddprompts@gmail.com, and then on Wednesday you’ll receive a prompt in return through random assignment. At this point, it’s yours to do with as you will, whether that response is in the form of fiction, poetry, essay, or… have we had art yet? I’m sure it’s coming! The point of the exercise is to kick your creativity up a notch, and to give some gentle encouragement and critique to fellow participants.

Secondly, for those who have been participating in the prompts all year (all five weeks so far!) you are amazing. Honestly, it’s so much fun to see what you come up with every week. I’m looking forward to this week!

Prompter Name Prompt Promptee
Kat Ross Larger version of image below table. Brena Bock
Becky Jones Standing at the top of the stairs going down to your basement, you flip on the light. A voice comes out of the now well-lit basement, “Hey! Turn that back off, I was reading!” Kat Ross
nother Mike It was a perfectly ordinary wedding, until they asked if anyone objected to this marriage. That’s when the vampire stood up… Leigh Kimmel
Misha Burnett Two magi’s familiars kvetch about their masters.
Cedar Sanderson
Brena Bock I was sitting at my kitchen table when I heard a knock on the door. I looked out the window, but no one was there. When I opened the door I saw… Becky Jones
Fiona Grey The tunnel is the only escape, and only if you run. You don’t know what’s waiting for you, but you can’t go back. Go. Go now, before you lose the tunnel option too. B. Durbin
Cedar Sanderson A flock of pigeons, whispering like lost souls. nother Mike
B. Durbin “According to Milton, the road to Heaven is rocky and narrow. The road to Hell is broad and well-paved. Therefore, we know which way all the engineers go.” (Professor Michael Bonin to engineering student Ron Palmer, attribution not part of the prompt.) Fiona Grey
Leigh Kimmel Hideous world superimposed on visible world—gate through—power guides narrator to ancient and forbidden book with directions for access. Misha Burnett
And now! Spare prompts, in case you didn’t have a chance to send in a prompt this week. You can always take part with one of these, and join the prompt team next week!

A practice funeral? Well, your friend says he wants to be sure everyone knows what he wants for his funeral, so he’s invited everyone for a dry run. However, he didn’t expect…
At the local bus station, someone set up a table with a sign announcing this is a free exchange. Please take what you like, but leave something, too! You walk up and see… What do you leave in its place?
New technology can give people the personality, approximate skill set, and selected artificial memories of fictional characters. You are the only person at your job who does not have a fictional overlay. Describe a meeting.
A satyr walks into a bar…
Your smart house develops a personality disorder. What is it, and how does it affect your life?

The image prompt this week is Second Manassas – Charge! by Kat Ross

29 comments

  1. Here’s what I came up with from the image prompt.

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    Jeron knew this was going to end badly, especially for his brethren. Yet no matter how he tried, he couldn’t convince them that the wiser course was to run away.

    They were champing at the bit to charge off to glorious destiny, unheeding of the risk.

    Jeron knew he was not like other horses. He could reason and consider before acting. Yet in this instance, it did him no good at all.

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  2. It’s about making a connection
    Between the west horizon and the corner of your eye
    Sketch a line and intuit its direction
    Along the transit of the sun across the sky
    Where the vultures circle and wait for you to die

    An exercise in expanding your perception
    Details noticed never seen before
    Adding objects to your mind’s collection
    The sunlight on the wood grain of your door
    Rusty nails dripping with bright gore

    You learn to see things that don’t get seen
    Pieces of a world not far from here
    Beyond, behind, inside, or in between
    A world a little odd, a little queer
    A world that runs with terror, screams with fear

    Once seen, of course, it cannot be ignored
    Although you close your eyes and turn your head
    The hollow center like an apple cored
    You had to follow where the pattern led
    And learned that Hell is not just for the dead

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  3. And a bit of blank verse, I guess?

    A Pigeon’s Prayer?
    By Mike Barker

    The pigeons whispered like lost souls,
    Above the bread crumbs scattered below,
    And those who walked along the path,
    Scared them away, but not for long.

    Back they came, fluttering down,
    Fighting over the bread that waited,
    Patiently for those beaks that pecked,
    Catching up scattered crumbs below.

    A humble communion? Well, perhaps,
    And yet, for lost souls he gave it all,
    Even for pigeons, dirty and noisy,
    Who partake of the feast spread for all…

    Now lift a drink, water or wine,
    Sealing the bargain once again,
    God touched this world gently with care,
    Even for the pigeons who fly there…

    The pigeons who whisper like lost souls…
    And lost souls who whisper like pigeons…
    Easily scared, fluttering away, and yet…
    The bread and the wine still wait.

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    • Thanks! When I’m doing this kind of thing, I often beat it out (literally, hand on hip). Not sure what to call it, but I’m glad you liked it. (Although re-reading it, I want to change one line to “Even for pigeons who fly there…” I always find something to tinker with when I re-read.)

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