Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday! Yes, it’s only Wednesday, but I skipped posting a writing last Friday because I was (and still am) sad about Grumpy Cat, and this coming weekend is Memorial Day weekend here in the U.S. and I get a three-day weekend, so there’s a good chance my brain will get overexcited about the extra day off and totally forget about posting. Posting these prompts is fun, and I don’t want to forget.
This week’s prompt came to me at 2:34 a.m. while I was cleaning up after the cat.
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I know, today’s supposed to be Writing Prompt Friday. But I just can’t today. I’m too sad. Grumpy Cat has passed away. I’ve loved and followed her for years. I miss you already, Grumpy.
My heart and condolences go out to her family and everyone else who loved her, too.
Photo taken from Grumpy Cat’s Twitter page: @RealGrumpyCat
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday! It’s goose season here in the Pacific Northwest. The office in which I work is a step away from a nature path that runs along a river. Geese love that setup. They also love nesting, swimming and chasing unsuspecting animal lovers who try to quietly walk past without disturbing them.
Geese chased. I ran. Coworkers laughed. I burned off some calories. No one was injured. Good times were had by all.
So that happened.
This episode of goosery, public exercise and general shenanigans has nothing to do with this week’s writing prompt, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Continue reading
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday! (I really enjoy doing this series; I hope you’re having fun with it, too.)
Last week I finished a book about demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren, and in that book, they explained that the first stage of a demon infestation includes sounds of barking, scratching, knocks and thumps, and that it also includes foul-smelling odors. For several days before reading about that, I’d been hearing barking, scratching, knocks and thumps, and smelling a foul odor in one particular spot in my home.
For a hot moment, I was concerned because I’m a writer with an active imagination and I’d been having a crappy week so why not think there’s a demon in my home? Maybe it could do something about the hornet’s next by the door.
Turns out my upstairs neighbor got a puppy, and I needed to take out the trash. Crisis averted.
Now, on to this week’s writing prompt… Continue reading
Your writer’s muse is undependable. You’ve got deadlines? The muse is outta there; you’re on your own. Mine lets the door slam behind her on the way out as she calls “Bye, Felicia!” over her well-groomed shoulder as she takes off to enjoy herself while I work.
I’m a copywriter. Deadlines are my daily norm, and I need a source of creativity on which I can rely. I call that source of creativity my little hamster Hortense. When the muse abandons me, Hortense is the one who helps uncover the creative gems that get the job done. She’s not in it for the glamour; she’s there because we have a job to do and we’re in it together.
You, too, have an inner source of creativity.
Take care of it, it’ll take care of you. Continue reading