Exploring the Places No One is Talking About
This week we all drew different descriptions of houses, homes. Some were creepy, some were sad, some were normal. My Prompt: Red Brick – This home is made of sturdy red brick and has seen better days. It has several large trees sitting on the overgrown lawn. Who lives here? The tire swing swayed in
The writing prompt for this week was to write about an alien planet. This could be a real planet, a fictional planet, or one based off planets in media. Whatever we wanted. This started out as a Firefly reference and turned into something that kind of Avatar-ish with some To Sleep in a Sea of
This week for writing group we gave each other a line from a song. This lyric started our poem. No, it did not have to be the first line of a song. I was given a line from Me and the Devil by Soap&Skin. I did not know the song title until after writing the
The prompt this week was to change an element in a scene from a piece of media. I selected the ROUS scene from the Fire Swamp in the Princess Bride. Despite my overall love of this movie, and understanding that certain directorial choices were made, it always bothered me that Buttercup just watched in this
The prompt this week was monster as symbols. I went with one of my favorites, of course: the werewolf. Honesty, I’m not sure why I love them so much. I think it has to do with this idea of a monster inside but I also like the more modern notions that when the person shifts
The prompt this week was to write a short horror story. I don’t typically write horror so this was definitely a challenge but I am not unhappy with the way this turned out. This short story has been workshopped a bit and cleaned up – unlike most of my writing group pieces. Happy start to
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 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
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
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