Poetry/Writing Prompts – #wispwrit

Great news, followers!

Some of you that follow me on twitter may already know this but, I just started a new #poetry/writing prompt twitter account. You can find But A Moment @wispwrit.

I will be posting a one word prompt to inspire you to create something. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday 9am EST.  While most people do micropoetry (140 character limit on twitter) you are also welcome to go further and create a longer work on your own blog and tweet the link. Not a writer? Do it in your own creative art or photography. Tag whatever you create with #wispwrit.

Not on twitter? Feel free to post it on your blog. Be sure to tag it with #wispwrit so I can stay conected.

These prompts are just for fun. No judging. They are meant to get you creating in your own unique way.

Each prompt will stay pinned to the top of the But a Moment profile page until the next prompt is posted. Thursday’s is still up so go take a look and be inspired!

Be sure to follow me @wispwrit and @RealMommaRamble

I will post the prompt on here too so that everyone can take part.

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You can’t Ignore Me

Don’t go to sleep yet, sweet one.

Silly naive girl. You can’t ignore that nagging feeling you have.

Get out of bed and check the front door.

Again.

Again.

Again.

What about the stove? Go back down and make sure it’s off. You don’t want the house to burn down, do you?

That’s a good girl.

Lift those heavy lids, my darling. You didn’t say your prayers. You know that if you don’t say them just right your family’s deaths will be your fault.

Come on, start over. You drifted off a bit.

Start again.

No! No! No!

You said the names in the wrong order.

Start again.

That’s better.

Check the clock.

3:00am

You have to be up at six.

I’ll see you then.

 

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This story nabbed an Honorable Mention over at Flash! Friday. This excites me not only because there are so many talented writers (who, I can admit, are intimidating to compete with) every week that I consider it a privilege to be among the few chosen ones, but also because of the deeply personal subject I chose to write about. Last week was OCD Awareness Week and I submitted a few pieces to different competitions that had OCD themes, showing what it’s really like to have this disorder. I am elated that our wonderful judges Foy S. Iver and Holly Geely were able to see the true meaning behind this story. They seemed to be able to relate to it , whether it be from personal experience or second hand from a dear loved one (I don’t know for sure).

This disorder is so watered down in many cultures that it has become a joke. I am so glad that I can use my writing as a tool to spread awareness as I continue to fight the stigma attached to OCD.

Here are the judges wonderful comments on my story.

FI: I love a left-fielder! The ‘cost of obsession’ was a popular element but “You Can’t Ignore Me” sucks you in, almost convincing you that the voice is inside your skull. The syntax drives that impulse to heart-root, compelling you to get up and check the stove (did I turn it off?), or the lock (maybe I only thought I turned it). For me, it resurrected dead memories of compulsive prayers whispered in the dark, never good enough for the ears of God. Absolutely gripping, friend.

HG: You…wow…Whether or not it was the writer’s intent, this story captures the essence of Obsessive Compulsive disorder. I had to take a moment after I read this one, it strikes so close to home. Beautifully done.

 

 

 

Micro Bookends FIVE FAMILIES

Photo Credit: Enric Fradera via CC.

Photo Credit: Enric Fradera via CC.

For last week’s Micro Bookends I was inspired twice! That almost never happens. The bookends were FIVE and FAMILIES/FAMILY. Here are my two stories.

 

Less Than One Percent

 

“Five days? But it’s not possible, is it? I had a vasectomy.”

“Hold on…. Google says there is a less than one percent chance. Oh my goodness! Look at all these stories of pregnancies after vasectomies!”

“Did you take a test?”

“No, but I have one in my purse.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

“I’m not going to take a pregnancy test in a restaurant bathroom!”

“Why not? Aren’t you dying to know?”

“But knowing will make it real. Six kids, Brett! I do not want six!”

“It could just be stress from moving.”

“Stress. Yes, maybe. I can’t believe I ever wanted a big family.”

 

Mia’s Job

 

“Five, six, seven, eight.”

Wait, that’s not good enough. Go back and start over.

“Again?”

You paused on seven.

“No I didn’t.”

Are you sure?

“Yes…. I think.”

If you didn’t do it right, your sister will die.

“That doesn’t make sense. You’re lying”

Want to chance it? If she dies, it will be your fault. Now start over and DON”T step on a crack.

“But I’ve recounted 6 times, I’m already late, and people are watching.”

It doesn’t feel right though, does it? She will die; deep down you know it.

“You’re right. Ok. One, two, three…”

That’s it. Remember, it’s your job to save your family.

 

 

 

Whale

Mirissa (Sri Lanka), blue whale. CC2.0 photo by Arian Zwegers.

Mirissa (Sri Lanka), blue whale. CC2.0 photo by Arian Zwegers.

 

“Whale.”

“Your name is Whale?”

“No. They call me Whale.”

“Um, why?”

Whale smiled. She loved the look on people’s faces when she told them that. They would always hesitate, their eyes running over her body, making note that she wasn’t a particularly large person. They would open their mouth as if to say something then close it fast, thinking better of it.

Then she’d walk out toward the rising tide, lift her hands up to the setting sun, and fall into the salty bliss that was her home. She was free to swim again in her true form, Whale.

 

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Written for Warmup Wednesday!

This week’s Warmup Wednesday challenge: make the first and last words of your story “whale.”

 

Discovery – #sixwordstory

Photo from Google Images

Photo from Google Images

Reaches in pocket, ” hey, five dollars!”

If you like this story, please head over to Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge and like my story in the comments. The story with the most likes wins! And, while your at it, enter your story too!

I Used to be the Favorite – #sixwordstory

Photo by Kelly Piet

CC2.0 Photo by Kelly Piet

Mommy loves my baby brother more.

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Written for Six Word Stories: The Challenge, No. 7.

Theme: Betrayal

Endless Possibilities for Terrible Outcomes

Photo by Gidget

Photo by Gidget

There’s too many. Chest tightens. Throat closes.
Can’t… Breathe. They mock me, grinning with closed mouths.
Choices, choices. All leading to someone’s death. I…just… can’t.

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Submitted for #3linethursday week forty-five

Queen of the Cyber Wars – #sixwordstory

photo courtesy Ashwin Rao

photo courtesy Ashwin Rao

Her little lie spread like wildfire.

 

 

I was CRAZY busy last weekend but I wanted to write something, since my participation in flash contests has been lacking as of late. So I stopped by The angry Hourglass, only for a moment, and submitted a quick little story. Well, I guess sometimes less is more because I got an honorable mention from our wonderful judge Brett Milam. His comments were very kind and made my day!

Nietzsche said it was his ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book. There’s something palpable to brevity when done right, especially in the context of an already limited-word genre, like flash fiction. In this case, you’ve said in six words what others utilized another 354 words to accomplish. But I like it because it’s apropos of the prompt and it says everything in those six words. And now I’ve already gone on over 12 times longer than the story, so I’ll stop.

Six Word Story – Delay

Photo found on Google Images

Photo found on Google Images

“Honey, I am five days late.”

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Submitted for Six Word Stories: The Challenge, No.6.

Take a look at the other entries HERE.

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Photo from Google Images

Photo from Google Images

Her secondhand clothes determined her status.

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This is my #6wordstory for Six Word Stories: The Challenge, No.5.

Prompt Theme: Prejudice

Check out the other entries here!