Every week starts in it’s own way. By this point in the work week, you know how it’s going. But this is the beginning of your creative week, and you’re about to find out…
|AC Young||The stream flowed lazily through the meadow; on either side was a golden carpet of flowers.||Fiona Grey|
|Fiona Grey||The spinach emailed the alert as soon as the troops stepped foot into the field.||nother Mike|
|Becky Jones||The space port was completely deserted.||Cedar Sanderson|
|Leigh Kimmel||You walk through the empty halls and rooms where once there had been so much activity. And on the table is a single red rose, fresh as if it had been picked that morning.||AC Young|
|nother Mike||In a cut glass vase on the table sat a bouquet of flowers, each with its own meaning.||Leigh Kimmel|
|Cedar Sanderson||First they packed the books, and then the kitchen…||Becky Jones|
And if you wanted a surprise, and didn’t send in a named prompt to be randomly assigned, there’s always a spare prompt.
|Spare||The Thorn of Damocles had long, narrow, sharp-pointed thorns. The slightest pressure would cause them to snap off, after which they could work their way through fur or clothes. Once embedded in the skin their backward-facing barbs made them difficult and painful to remove.|
|Spare||Interpretive dance was not the transformation they expected.|
|Spare||“In truth,” she said, “I’d not expected you to notice I was a vampire.”|
|Spare||Where have all the flowers gone…|
|Spare||When the background music hit the crescendo, the assassins struck!|
Whichever way it goes, don’t forget to come back and post or link your prompt response in the comments. Accountability for imagination doesn’t suppress the urge to create, it ignites it! You can even use the header image as a prompt (Fire and Ice, by Cedar Sanderson).