Hi! It’s that special time of year! A happy month of merrymaking and holiday cheer. Of friends, family, and fruitcakes. Of gifts from the heart and trees from the forest. Of chestnuts and golden balls. Which brings me to… The third installment of Bawdy Holiday Prose. As I wrote back in December…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesdays
PROMPTuesday #133: The First Sentence
Last Thursday, I attended a friend’s White Elephant gift exchange, and stole the most perfect gift ever: The Writer’s Toolbox. I have to tell you: It was touch and go there for awhile. I very nearly resigned myself to not owning this most fabulous piece of magical wonder, but then as luck would have it,…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #132: Scintillation, in the Family Way
Courtesy of my friend, Paul: Today’s creative writing challenge should you choose to accept it, is to: Write an everyday, “boring,” straightforward activity as if it were p$rn. Make it scintillating, but not too p#rny. We’re a family blog over here at San Diego Momma. HA HA! I make me laugh. …Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #129: Your First Crush
Do you remember him or her? I do — to a T and completely. I was a fourth grader at a Foster City, California public school that was a little Montessori and a little rock and roll. Our hippy dippy principal made sure we took music class every week with Dennis, a friendly pothead…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #128: Let it Go
{{This prompt is inspired by Ellie…}} Your writing challenge today? (Photo from this place. While you’re there, check out the poem too.) Write about surrender. Whatever that means to you. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the link. …Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #127: Either/Or
Write a story about a vice. Not a vise. Or a vise. You know. We’re pretty open over here at PROMPTuesday. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the link. First time to PROMPTuesday? Read a bit about it here.…Continue Reading
Glass on the Inside
This is my PROMPTuesday submission for today. He sat in a shredded leather recliner, something shabby he’d hauled from apartment to apartment for 20 years. The chair faced a mirror, an ages-old oxymoronic gold flaked monstrosity so out of place among the chipped wood tables and leaning bookcases that populated his tiny one-bedroom like…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #126: Mirror, Mirror
Today’s creative writing prompt: Look in the mirror for one full minute. Don’t flinch or look away. Now close your eyes. What words come? Write them down. Perchance, tell a story using those words. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #124: Where Do You Go Now?
Oh Autumn, my Autumn. How you dredge up images of misted lakes and overgrown roads. Of beany soups and plastic princess masks that stole my breath. I will never forget your drifting leaves and crackling fires. Your dry hay swirls and new schoolbooks. The way you make me want to tell stories. And…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #123: Like Sangria for Paella
Just yesterday, as I was straightening my ill-used and under-utilized cookbook pile, a piece of parchment fell to the floor. I couldn’t tell which book it’d shaken loose from, and I didn’t recognize the script, the recipe, or the name written on it. I hadn’t bought a cookbook in many moons, and as far as…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #120: What Comes in the Spaces Between
Before I left for the mountains Saturday morning, I’d been feeling a bit out of sorts; caterwauled, twitterpaited. For months, I’d been a receptacle for millions of megabits of input from hundreds of other people, mostly via various social media channels. Information kept hitting me upside the head from all sides, begging for response,…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #116: The Voice Within
When I was an eighth grader, I decided I wanted to be just like Julie Hinnegan. Athletic and popular, Julie had this amazing long, straight hair, even white teeth and a lispy girly laugh. Since I couldn’t be athletic OR popular and because my hair resembled chicken fluff, I only had the teeth and the…Continue Reading
