Writing is an introspective task. Perhaps, sometimes, we should balance it with the outward perspective of getting up, going out, and doing things. Whatever those things may be. Which then, you realize, leads to more writing material or art ideas or whatever catches your fancy. Imagination needs fuel. We provide some, here at MOTE. We also challenge you to consider something: in the last two years, what have you stopped doing that you used to do? What activities were curtailed by force at first, and now you are just out of the habit? Why not regain some of those experiences?
|Becky Jones||The air outside the ship was thick and very damp.||Leigh Kimmel|
|Cedar Sanderson||Something moved deep within the darkness||Becky Jones|
|AC Young||It was the premiere of the monarch’s latest composition…||nother Mike|
|Padre||The drums throb deep in the jungle||Fiona Grey|
|Fiona Grey||Catching plot bunnies with a butterfly net||AC Young|
|Leigh Kimmel||You miss your turn, and as you try to find a way to get going the right way again, you go deeper and deeper into the forest. You go around a curve and in the middle of a clearing stands a post office, all by itself.||Cedar Sanderson|
|nother Mike||When the curtain fell, it dropped off the edge of the stage and into the first row…||Padre|
And if you didn’t send something in, there are always the spares!
|Spare||Every time I think I’ve got a handle on Handel…|
|Spare||“You are going to kill me?” “No. Nothing so kind as that. Instead I give you the Worst Curse of them all.” “Which is?” “Immortality. Now you get to see your friends, your family, your worlds, your hopes, your dreams, die over and over and over.” “You’re immortal, aren’t you?” “Welcome to HELL.”|
|Spare||Waiter, what is this fly doing in my soup? Drowning, I believe, sir…|
|Spare||Zombies moaning in the moonlight, werewolves howling at the sky…|
See you in the comments, perhaps with a tail of small adventures and renewed enthusiasm for life! Wait, did I mean tail… well, why not. Leave it. I mean, it’s the internet, who’s going to know?