Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday. Today is the Friday before a 3-day weekend here in the U.S. In unrelated news, I ate cookies and milk for lunch so I can get off work earlier. Feeling like an adult.
And now, on to this week’s writing prompt…
What if the sun suddenly fell from the sky?
Until next week, enjoy your cookies. Or pie. Or veggies; those are good, too. Whatever your favorite treat, stay safe and healthy.
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday. So I accidentally took up backyard birding. The hobby of attracting, watching and identifying birds in one’s own backyard. I began because I wanted to entertain our cat Henwen. (She’s indoors only; no eating them.) Turns out, I end up watching the birds more than she does. And my husband likes watching the squirrels the come steal the seed.
One thing I’ve noticed is that there are serious bird politics going on at the feeder. Lots of chirping and shoving for prime spots (even though all spots are the same). And then there are the hummingbirds, who feed at a different feeder on the other side of the yard. Watching these birds is rather like watching an avian version of West Side Story, only without the romance.
Which brings us to this week’s writing prompt.
Like people who talk at the water cooler, write the dialogue of a conversation happening at the bird feeder.
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday. Hey…wow…is it August already? When did that happen? Oooops. Looking back over the years I’ve been blogging here on Rubber Ducky Copywriter, I wish I wish I could say this is the first time that time got away from me. Hopefully, you’re doing well and staying safe and finding the right indoor/outdoor balance for you these days. Personally, I’m going feral. My social skills are questionable, but my personal hygiene skills are sharp as ever, much to the appreciation of my husband and cat. In case you haven’t noticed, this is where I ramble on until my caffeine kicks in because I’ve been waking up at 3:00 a.m. for the past several days and have given up all hope of ever getting a good night’s sleep, ever.
Yup, waiting on that sweet, sweet caffeine.
So, headlines these days are scary. For this week’s prompt, here’s one that begs (please please please please please) you to write the story for it.
Breaking News: Mermaid Caught in Fishing Net Refuses to Give Fishermen Any Slack
Stay safe, stay healthy.
P.S. If you notice changes to this post it’s because I keep having to edit and fix my mistakes. Because I need more caffeine. Good times. On to Cup #3.
P.P.S. It occurs to me that someone may think the above headline was pulled from real headlines. It wasn’t. I made it up. Not sure why I should clarify this since mermaids don’t exist, but I’d rather be honest than assume y’all know what I mean.
P.P.P.S. I just realized the Featured Image and the image at the top of the post don’t match. Am too lazy to change either. Enjoy this double-ducky day. 🙂
Hello, and welcome back. Yes, it’s been a while. Sorry ’bout that. Feeling rather overwhelmed to do too much outside of immediate needs. I’m sure you know what I mean. But I want to keep this up in case anything here prompts you to write something you love or that helps you find meaning or even take a timeout from reality and find some happy. Writing for the sake of writing is fun.
So, in that spirit, let’s move to a few writing prompts (because catching up is catching up… so the lolcat stops judging me).
Pick a prompt, any prompt.
Write the life story of a bookmark.
“There can be only _________.”
Start with “This twilight, the sun decided to linger a little longer.” End with “And the world went to sleep.“
Write a 500-word story in which you use the phrase “My left sock ran away” six times.
“Feel how I feel, think how I think, just don’t _________.”
As always, feel free to share your writing in the comments. Stay safe. Stay healthy.
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday. Quick update: Movers are coming tomorrow to haul heavy stuff. We’ve spent the past 2.5 weeks packing everything else. Cat’s confused. I stopped labeling boxes about 20 boxes ago. And Oreos go well with coffee for breakfast.
And now for this week’s prompt…
Captain Kirk and Spock are trapped in quarantine together.
One ate the other’s snacks.
Write the conversation.
Share your result below. Or keep it to yourself. I just hope this inspires you to write something fun.