2020 rolls on like a creaking, overburdened wagon, with groans of tortured wood and shrieks of rusted metal parts too long neglected.
Here at More Odds Than Ends, we are living up to our name, and we’re not done yet. Give us a few weeks!
In the meantime, if you would like to join in on the prompt challenge, it’s renewed every week, so you can jump in at any point with a prompt or a spare!
|Becky Jones||Silhouetted against a purple sky, the rider appeared to be mounted on a…||Leigh Kimmel|
|Cedar Sanderson||The words came out all jumbled together, a salad of nouns and verbs with a dressing of adjectives and croutons of prepositions.||Fiona Grey|
|nother Mike||There was a golden chicken in the trashcan. Squawking at the indignity of it all. With three golden eggs underneath.||Cedar Sanderson|
|Fiona Grey||The Viking grinned maniacally over the steering wheel of his tiny electric vehicle, his red beard flying in all directions.||nother Mike|
|Leigh Kimmel||It was supposed to be a simple hard drive swap, in and out. When the tech opened the robot’s casing, what he saw inside made him yell for the big boss to come and take a look.||Becky Jones|
If you are looking for something to jog your muse into action and work off all those carbs she’s been munching in quarantine because stress, but you don’t want to commit to anything, feel free to grab a spare prompt!
|Spares||You discover that while you are not GOD, you are A God. A God … of the Copybook Headings.|
|Spares||“It’s unthinkable! Unimaginable!” “It’s happened three times this morning.”|
|Spares||DANGER: Creeping Librium|
|Spares||No one was quite sure what to do when they discovered the sexbot was pregnant…|
|Spares||The gun in the bathroom had been fired once, and the mirror lay in shards everywhere.|
We will see you in the comments with your creation! Come on, be accountable to productivity with us. This year may collapse into indignity before too long, but 2021 is going to rise like a phoenix from the ashes.