I tugged on his leash, pulling Harry closer. Life-like art enhanced the beauty of the park. A couple pushing a stroller, children playing ball, and a sweet older couple, walking hand-in-hand, all frozen in time. Each turn revealed another stunning piece.
A cold wind blew and dark clouds blocked the sun. An odd figure, different from the other statues of happy families stood off the main path. Harry whimpered as I ventured closer. The small placard failed to give the name of the author or donor. I read the three words aloud.
“Time to go.”
Harry barked, tugging on his leash I backed away.
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Summer is almost over but you’d never know it here in Texas. The heat is still in the triple digits and I have the summer blues. My brain feels like it’s been cooked and turned to molasses. I must not be alone. Seems as if every other email today was regarding a must read book on how to get back to your writing muse. Well I’ve too many books, too little time now and did I mention it’s too damn hot.
Me, I’m all into short cuts. Easier the better. Now don’t go writing to me how nothing worthwhile in life is easy… Did I mention how hot it is here in Dallas?
Now where was I? Oh yeah. While I was reading yet another email, about another great book, I wondered if there might be an easier way to achieve the same results. Oh dear me, see my mind is mush. That was a terrible sentence. Anyway… the book this blogger ask me to consider was a book of prompts. So as my daughter is so fond of saying, I Googled it. And voila! I found quite a few.
Here is the four word prompt I used from Creativity Games.net and the results. Have fun and find your Muse.
I slipped a coat on over my pyjamas and went outside. Some clown had left the barn door open. At the opening I wrinkled my nose at the stench of decay. No one had mucked the stalls in days. The smell grew worse as I neared a large barrel at the back of the barn.
- Top Ten Prompts to Inspire Creative Writing (writingthefire.wordpress.com)
- When Copying Is Good For Your Career (elabreywriter.wordpress.com)
- Karavansara’s Friday Prompts (karavansara.wordpress.com)
- Jumpstart Your Poetry with Over 1000 Prompts (thestarvingwriterblog.wordpress.com)
- What I tell myself when I don’t feel ready when inspiration strikes (sophia-greene.com)
- 5 Things To Do If You Lose Your Muse (jeanfischer.wordpress.com)