Exploring the Places No One is Talking About
The theme for this week at writing group was cycles. I wrote about how celestial bodies were all interconnected. This poem was meant to be about constellations initially but it grew. I might actually workshop it a bit to clean it up and include some additional cycles like moon phases and potentially include additional constellations.
The prompt for this week was urban fantasy, with a twist. We had to write about someone in a seemingly regular profession and I selected chef. Urban Fantasy: is a subgenre of fantasy, placing supernatural elements in an approximation of a contemporary urban setting. The combination provides the writer with a platform for classic fantasy tropes, quixotic plot-elements, and unusual characters—without
The prompt for this week was doorways. There are many types of doorways. I choose to interpret a book cover as one such doorway in the below poem. Let me know what abstract ways you think about doorways. Happy reading. So many doors, so many pathsSo many possibilitiesHow to select a single oneA single door
The prompt this week was movement. This little poem is a moment that all pet owners can probably relates to, that moment when your pet gets ahold of something they probably should not eat. I hope you enjoy this bit of everyday chaos while I go crawl back into my editing hole. I see you
The prompt for this week was write about a plague, a real one, a fictional one, not only COVID. I selected the dancing plague of 1518. The actual cause of this plague is unknown. There are theories that it was caused by a fungus or mass hysteria. I made the cause the Sidhe, the fair
The prompt for this story is what would happen if mythical creatures were real in this day and age. What would people do? How would the creatures act? Creatures such dragons, mermaids, giants, unicorns, and so on. The stories produced by this prompt were fantastic. My story is based off what is jokingly called the
It has been a while since I posted a writing group piece. I’ve been writing a lot of poetry lately in group, partly due to the fact I need something different since my big project is all pros. If you are curious about that project is it a much expanded (and updated) version of this
The prompt that sparked these two poems was jokingly named poems of salt, things we disliked, this that frustrated us. There were a lot of heavy poems the week we wrote these. Mine are a bit lighter, a bit more metaphoric but still have themes that are important to me. What poems of salt would
April in National Poetry Month. The prompt for this week was to write a poem of dedication to something we admire or find beautiful. I wrote two about love and about books. Happy reading. Ode to Love Love, an odd emotionDisplaying itself in So many ways. Of’t imagined asGrand gesturesWild passionsWhirlwind romance At the start thatMaybe true Time
The prompt for writing group this week was to write about a battle. This battle could be real, fictional, or metaphorical. I went with an obscure battle that was ultimately fought because of pride. This is the Battle of the Book that occurred in what is now Sligo County, Ireland. You can read the full
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