12 thoughts on “Writing with prompts

  1. It’s not only what we see or hear or sense of the things around us, it’s also how we have become who we are, our history and fears and patterns of growth and stagnation. The things we experience meld with the experiences we’ve used to mould our selves, and each new image or impression is bounced against what we already know, or feel, or wish, and sometimes, what we don’t want to know or feel or understand.
    The brain and how it works is a work of art beyond my comprehension, but I do love playing the game, whether with external or internal flashes of insight or recognition.

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  2. I may be a bit perverse (or so my mother always told me), but I tend not to derive inspiration from writing prompts provided by other people. I prefer to let serendipity and chance provide me with a prompt. The most notable exception is a poem I wrote based on a painting prompt provided by the Ekphrastic Review: Rainy Night, Etaples.

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    • I think that is their great usefulness, Cheryl. It’s hard for a lot of folk to write stories that aren’t a bit limited by being too personal for random readers to get something out of them.

      The prompt allows a little of the selflessness that I was talking about, while still letting the writer incorporate knowledge and experience of life .

      They’re a way to practice writing stories a little more dispassionately, I think.

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  3. I’m a fan of prompts, Frank, and like you, they can be words, a phrase, or a photo. They take me to places I wouldn’t necessarily go. It was fun to reread your poem from the “mouse/elephant” prompt. That was so much fun and I loved your creativity. đŸ˜€

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    • I really enjoyed the prompts over at your place, Diana, and they feature in my collection. The other picture prompt source that I liked for fantasy prompts was Helene Vaillant, so sadly passed away now and her site removed.

      Makes me realise the value of properly capturing these things at the time of doing them. When they’re gone, they stay gone, and the moments they represented go with them, to some extent.

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