Writing is hard. Staying creative during a pandemic and all of the stress (for everyone), well, I figure I’m doing pretty good if I get one prompt up a month. If you’re looking for some weekend plans, here’s a new one.
Write the life story of a fly.
Until next time, stay safe and well. Ducky.
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.
Stay safe, stay healthy.
Hello and welcome back to Writing Prompt Friday! As you may or may not have noticed, this writing prompt is a few days late. I wasn’t feeling well Friday and experience has taught me to stay offline when I’m not feeling well because I’ll Google my symptoms ‘just for fun’ or ‘just out of curiosity’ and diagnosis myself with alien swine flue or rabid vampiric dinosauric teleportation syndrome or some other ridiculous nonsense.
So, better late than totally skipped, here’s your latest writing prompt. Enjoy!
“And that’s when I knew it was time.”
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