Writers often spout phrases proclaiming the sheer need to write. Creativity stoppered leads to the genie’s bottle exploded, after all – words splattered across post-its and whiteboards, fingers sore from frantic typing, muttering to oneself about plot twists and stubborn characters until spouses question sanity and the cat’s given up in disgust.
But is there also a responsibility to write, to share stories with a world that badly needs joy, and innovation in a world that desires but does not reward it? If not us, then who? Is sharing a weekly piece of our souls bravery? Or is that the height of hubris? And does it matter?
Besides, how else do we get any better? So here are your prompts for the week.
|Cedar Sanderson||It wasn’t really a love potion||Leigh Kimmel|
|AC Young||A flautist’s enigma…||nother Mike|
|Fiona Grey||The titanium princess held a secret in her spine.||Cedar Sanderson|
|nother Mike||The small ivory elephant in his hand suddenly reared and trumpeted…||Becky Jones|
|Becky Jones||The elves and pixies squared off against each other… again.||Fiona Grey|
|Leigh Kimmel||Billy Joel “Miami 2017” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coYwBvysy3Q||AC Young|
Not feeling it? Forget to add one? New to the game and testing the waters? We don’t bite. So far, all the sea monsters are only in our imaginations.
|Spare||An Optipessimist: Someone who is optimistic that (s)he will eventually master the art of pessimism.|
|Spare||The technical name was the Enlightened Borough of Ekaria Darendalekem, but everyone referred to it as “The City” – in hushed tones, and with a fearful check over the shoulder for the magistrates.|
|Spare||“First, let’s get one thing straight. I am NOT a god.”|
|Spare||The day letterbombs became faxable.|
|Spare||Billy was a race-car diver.|
Perhaps it’s better to let creativity spill gently, as if a tiered and musical waterfall, or grasses blowing in an endless horizon. However you write it, can’t wait to read it in the comments.
Header image by Fiona Grey