What makes a writer, a writer? What makes an artist an artist? Simple, really. No, it’s not that they put words on paper (or a screen), paint on canvas, clay in a sculpture, or any of the million other ways to accomplish their creative ends. What makes them is that they cannot not do these things. They’ve tried to quit, and failed, and now? They do it because they must. That’s the difference between someone who has written, from time to time, and someone who is a writer. Someone who is an artist sees the art in the world around them, and they ache to express that.
Sometimes, everyone needs a little nudge. But you can’t take a prompt and turn it into something really worth looking at, if you weren’t already a writer or an artist. Especially not after the long months of this challenge, week in, and week out. You keep coming back. You can’t stay away. You’re… Prompted.
|Cedar Sanderson||It was the most creative insult she’d ever heard||Fiona Grey|
|AC Young||According to the translators, the locals called this “The valley of the doves”.||nother Mike|
|nother Mike||The dog in the trashcan growled at you when you lifted the lid…||Leigh Kimmel|
|Becky Jones||You looked up from your books to find the elves staring at you.||AC Young|
|Fiona Grey||Suddenly, she realized what he was crooning. “Looking for selkies in all the wrong places, I’ve been looking for selkies in too many places…”||Orvan Taurus|
|Orvan Taurus||The neighbors’ step glowed in the dark – and their lawn was dead.||Cedar Sanderson|
|Leigh Kimmel||While visiting your old school, you go down a hallway to discover the building as you remember it twenty years ago, before it was remodeled.||Becky Jones|
Some of you out there just haven’t admitted it to yourself yet. That’s perfectly fine. For you? There are the Spare Prompts. The gateway to the challenge. The practice ground, as it were.
|Spare||The phishing organizer wasn’t quite sure what to do with five of the responses to his question, “How far away are you now from where you were born?” Those five all showed they had been born on another planet… in a star system far, far away…|
|Spare||The vet was surprised when the gypsies brought in a covered basket full of three-headed puppies.|
|Spare||The viral video on SNS showing a werewolf changing brought the Supernatural Council into the glare of public view…|
|Spare||“Bring me the sea glass!” he bellowed. When the minions had scattered, he continued more quietly. “I can’t wait to show them what it can do.”|
|Spare||Through a Dark, mirrorly.|
When you have what the prompt urged to life within you, come back and post a link (or the whole thing, but images don’t work in a comment) in the comments. See you there!