Writers write, they say. And so we do. And sometimes, we need a touch of help – of inspiration, a glimpse of whimsy, a new challenge we have not yet met. Prompts are all these things, and more. How a few simple words can open up an entire new universe, unfurling like a spring blossom? Well, that’s peering into a writer’s mind, now, and that’s just plain dangerous. Here be monsters – and love, and light, and hope.
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|Fiona Grey||The man’s eyes blazed with discernable hatred as the car whizzed by, too fast on the windy back road.||nother Mike|
|AC Young||The dragonlord was so nicknamed because of his coat of arms. It was quartered. Two quarters showed a white dragon on a red field, the other two a red dragon on a white field.||Leigh Kimmel|
|Leigh Kimmel||Doing the video for a cover of “California Girls” at the first lunar city.||Fiona Grey|
|nother Mike||The cat just sat there, gently waving its tail, with the little alien under one paw…||Cedar Sanderson|
|Cedar Sanderson||The coffee was a little more bitter than usual||AC Young|
|Spare||An unfeigned fear of butterflies|
|Spare||These words were made for writing, and that’s just what I’ll do…|
|Spare||Vines trailed delicately from her antlers, the curved tendrils nearly reaching the floor.|
|Spare||Space pizza delivery was worth the cost.|
|Spare||The time travel capsule worked fine, except it turned out you also traveled through space every time you used it…|
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Header image by Fiona Grey