I had a wonderful time at a writers group I attended recently. It occurred to me that we could share or bring something new to the table. I'd like to see a list of creative writing prompts. One I liked was being handed five words and writing using those words for 5 minutes...can we try that here? I'll start. Here are the five words for you to use and time yourself. 1.thread 2.wonder 3.murmuring 4.plaster 5.cartoon
I did wonder what this thread might be about and although my fingers hurt a little since I removed the cartoon plaster, I wanted to reply. I have heard murmering about writers groups, but have never yet attended one. What else did you do?
Informal writers' groups are wonderful for these kinds of exercises.
A variation on your theme is something called the "lunch bag story."
Take a brown paper bag and go around the neighborhood, the woods, the office, your home, doesn't matter where, and pick up 5 things. They could be a stone, a piece of lint, a leaf, a discarded bottle cap, who knows what? Put these things in the bag.
A few days later, dump the bag contents out on your work surface and start writing from association. Who knows where a bottle cap and wad of lint might go for you?
There's a universe of thought and a million untold stories in that brown paper bag.
Yes, you can be creative in you interpretation of the prompt. The words posted are random. If you write a poem of prose using those words, that is the direction I am leading. then for fun choose an short list of words of you own for someone to do the same...it could be quite an adventure. Thanks for participating.
I woke up on the couch in my living room after an afternoon snooze and turned on the television. As opposed to my favorite soap operas I decided to watch Merry Melodies, the best collection of cartoons ever made in my opinion..but I found myself wondering why it sounded like Foghorn Leghorn was murmuring...
I felt my left ear and realized that it was blocked up, and there was a thread running out from the middle of the obstruction...
Someone had dipped a tampon in cement and stuck it in my earhole...
The room was full of murmuring as I walked in. It caused me to wonder what the thread of conversation was all about. I realized as I sat down that they were discussing a cartoon that was plastered on the wall.
(hope it was okay to use a form of the word "plaster")
A day filled with fear and wonder. Winter clouds plaster the sky, dropping low over the mountains and swallowing the houses like cartoon villains. The murmuring of distant thunder threads through the gray afternoon, a threatening reminder of the storm to come.
The sun rose over the lip of the ocean, inevitable as the seasons’ slip She caressed restless waves murmuring their groggy “morning”s Then shot a thread of golden wonder out to pierce the day It traveled (as only the lightest light can travel) over the groaning ground, Through the whispering trees, racing with the morning breeze, And soon even through a plaster wall, where a tiny boy watched a cartoon The wonder-light touched him, making him sway And it wasn’t too long before he went out to play.
There was this cartoon about a golden magic thread, a tight rope between the past and the future. Henry murmured to himself: “I wonder if I can make it across, but I must”. So he began the precarious journey and when he was halfway across, he fell off and ended up with both legs in plaster. The moral is: Stay in the here and now of present moment and enjoy it.
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