This week, as we close out the first month of the year, we can reflect on… we’ve survived 2020. Then, 2021 hit us like a freight train and has been pushing us down the tracks. But! as I was reminded, we’re alive to know we’re being pushed. Get us out of this tunnel, and then we can plot our escape. In the meantime? Escape into another world with a prompt to lead the way, if your muse is being stubborn. Sometimes the little tickle of a prompt, bugging your mind, starts to build up like an oyster making a pearl.
Go make some nacre around one of these babies!
|Cedar Sanderson||ripped from the headlines: “Oklahoma police found their vehicle contained a rattlesnake, a canister of uranium, an open bottle of whiskey and a firearm” Why…?||Becky Jones|
|Fiona Grey||The windshield wipers squeaked across the glass, and the world hiccuped. The painted yellow and white lines and trees abruptly shifted to the left, while the radio burbled into a new station. Fog loomed by the roadside, and you brake because your headlights reveal….||nother Mike|
|AC Young||It was a routine fleet resupply mission. But an hour after leaving the Orbital Station the gravity generator on the TS [Transport Spaceship] Arctic failed.||Leigh Kimmel|
|Becky Jones||Your first day on the job as building maintenance and your boss asks you to clear out the old storage space under the stairs. What you find changes your entire world view.||Cedar Sanderson|
|nother Mike||It was hard to see to drive in the pouring rain, and then the car thumped as we drove over something. When we stopped and got out to see what it was, we learned we had hit…||Fiona Grey|
|Leigh Kimmel||Same title, two different songs: “Shout” by the Isley Brothers and “Shout” by Tears for Fears. Tie them together.||AC Young|
Didn’t send in a prompt? No hu-hu, you can grab a spare. Don’t see one this week that is the sand in your craw? We’ve got fifty-seven… wait. No can math before coffee. Fifty-something weeks here on the blog, with prompts of all shapes and sizes and heck, take an assigned prompt! We’re all good.
|Spare||Sunset gleamed off the polished black curves of the antique VW bug, the collapsing barn a poignant reminder.|
|Spare||The timer is counting up, and no one knows why.|
|Spare||It’s the year 3045, and you’ve just found the last can of coffee in existence.|
|Spare||The police were not sure how to respond when the suspect answered all their questions with interpretive dance…|
|Spare||The villain wore metal gauntlets, just like an old time knight in armor…|
|Spare||In the rental car you just picked up, a cell phone in the glove compartment starts beeping…|
Want to join in the fun for next week? Simple! Send an email to oddprompts at gmail dot com, and if you don’t want to be assigned a randomly selected challenge prompt, make sure you put spare in the subject line.
See you in the comments!