This is So Sad

Looking at this is so sad. I've all but abandoned my blogs, as well as my writing. Somehow I have to pick myself up and start writing again--at least blogging if nothing else. The spark is still in there somewhere. The question is, how to get it to ignite the rest of me into action with my writing. As short as this post is, hopefully, maybe this will be at least a small start. At least I haven't totally given it up, right?

A New Writing Prompt

You have just been picked up in a military truck, and riding away with others who were picked up at various locations, you wonder what your future holds in store. The truck arrives at an outpost in an area you didn't even know existed before.

Questions to be answered:

Who are you?
Why were you picked up?
Where are you?
What is your purpose in being there?
How long will you be there?
When will you know what is going on?

Write a short story or if you feel it is possible, a novel about this incident and what it is leading up to.

Today's Prompt

“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.” - Jack London

Today's prompt is to write about what inspires you to write. If you want to add what blocks your writing, you may do so also. But try to put more of the focus on the inspiration side of things to keep you focused on the positive. Write as little or as much as you want to with this one.

New Writing Prompt

Here is today's writing prompt found from http://www.creativewritingprompts.com/ .

In 200 words, describe a hot day.



Hot days come in various flavors. Flavors, you may ask? Well it is the only word that came to mind just then. Maybe it is because hot days tend to make things melt. Especially good things like chocolate, ice cream, butter, and other things of flavor. And what melts and how fast depends on just how hot of a day it is, whether there is air conditioning or whether the melting item is in the full sun or slightly cooler shade.
Thinking of air conditioning and that I don't have it where I live always makes me think of my mom when I was a child and we lived in a mobile home then as I do now. Why doesn't the heat seem to bother children? I just remember my mom stripping down to her slip when she came home from work and doing her daily activities only partially dressed because it was just too hot to do otherwise. She always had all the windows opened and a fan sitting at the front door to suck in fresh air.
What do I do on those terribly hot days when it is unbearable inside without air conditioning in this tin can I live in? Not what my mom did. I am too bashful for that. But I get my shirts wet with cool water and let the fans blow the fresh air on me. That cools me off for the most part. However, sometimes that just isn't enough. Hot here begins at around 80 degrees if the sun is shining brightly and progresses to anything higher than that. Sometimes using ice packs I keep in the freezer for this purpose are the only things that help. Those and a cool shower or bath. I save those for when the sun is about ready to go down and I can stay cool for the rest of the evening until the next day when the sun gets high in the sky again.
This also makes me wonder how our ancestors ever managed in this heat. Too bad I can't ask them for tips.

A New Writing Prompt

Today I am taking the writing prompt from the first line of a famous book...George Orwell's 1984. Whether you have read this book or not is not important to this prompt. Take the first line and write your own following lines. What will you come up with?

This is the line: "It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen."


This is the first prompt I have given you in awhile. My experiment is not going so well at the moment. I think my brain is being fried in this summertime heat in my mobile home. But here is the prompt for you to work on. I can't think of anything right now except if I saw the clocks striking thirteen, I think I might want to go back to bed and hopefully wake back up in the real world again.

Creatively Wordle

Wordle? Yep, that's right. You can find it at http://wordle.net and it is a lot of fun. Just take any grouping of text, a URL, or other option listed on the site, and you can watch as it creates amazing word art from your words. In just seconds, even! Give it a try. Below is one of the creations it made from this blog. You can check all my other blogs to see what it did with each of them.

Creativity On Break

If you have spent any time recently on my other blogs you may have read about the death of my son-in-law a little over a month ago...in fact, the day after my last post. I have found it very difficult to come back to blogging, and especially to being creative. In fact, tonight as I was looking at some other blogs, and decided to check this one out, I remembered the first post here about the empty glass. Of course, that was off the top of my head...and was about a young boy and his mother. But how freaky is that? Just a few days later, just over a week, my son-in-law dies. After spending most of three weeks with my daughter and grandson so she wouldn't have to be alone during that difficult time, I can't help thinking, what kinds of things is she coming across that is bringing up those kinds of thoughts and memories? On the surface she is showing her strong side. Yesterday, just a comment from a child, another of my grandchildren, brought out the pain all over again.
Creativity is going to be on break for a little while longer, I think...