Welcome back, y’all! I hope you’re well-rested and well-fed this harvest season, because once again, it’s creation time. We’re only less than three months away from the end of the challenge. Pick up your brushes or your pens, and get those fingers keyboard-ready. We can do it! The prompts await.
|Fiona Grey||Choose a holiday and a color not normally associated with that holiday for your inspiration.||Cedar Sanderson|
|Cedar Sanderson||Far under the sea, like snowflakes drifting downward into the perpetual dark, was…||nother Mike|
|nother Mike||The old woman smiled, and handed us a jar. “Here, a housewarming present. Pickled frog legs! They’re my favorite.”||Leigh Kimmel|
|Leigh Kimmel||Subterranean region beneath placid New England village, inhabited by (living or extinct) creatures of prehistoric antiquity and strangeness.||Sanford Begley|
|Sanford Begley||Rooting through the old farm midden heap, looking for antique jars, you find a nest of golden colored eggs.||Fiona Grey|
|Spare||The crickets’ choir outside the window began chirping famous choral compositions.|
|Spare||The architect who specialized in designing hidden rooms|
|Spare||That’s not a caterpillar, it’s…|
|Spare||When the veterinarian walked in, he was carrying a bloody knife.|
|Spare||When we went to the grave, the body was missing…|
Don’t forget, email prompts to firstname.lastname@example.org, and indicate “spare” in the title if you don’t want to join the trade.
I have to say – in forty-one weeks so far, I’ve not once failed to be surprised and entertained by the creations of this collective odd bunch. We’re a welcoming folk, here, if anyone wants to wade into the waters and join! Can’t wait to see you in the comments next week.