Write about a day moon. This is our writing prompt today--our Writers' Net Group attempts to write to a daily prompt (What's this--the CMTs?) I mean, does this make sense to anyone? A day moon? I defy anyone to write anything remotely interesting about this topic.
First, I don't do sci fi so no crazy story about aliens reshuffling our intergalactic structure. No apocalyptic fantasy about a nuclear cloud interfering with the lightwaves and changing day to night, night to day.
Frankly, I'm suspicious of the origin of these writing prompts. One of our fellow bloggers is doling them out. Maybe he's trying to make us go mad so he can maniacally overtake the site.
Perhaps they now outsource writing prompt calendars? Is someone in Bangladesh sitting in some impoverished office hating everyone in the US so he or she isn't even going to attempt to think of anything remotely clever. And what the freak does this person care since he or she is probably making $1 per week.
Or maybe they're written freelance in India by exhausted, demoralized people whose jobs duties include things like spending three hours helping an irate person set up his new Dell printer. Or stuck in a Wal Mart customer service control center listening to someone harangue on about how her toaster burns bread even on the lowest setting.
Ok, I'll be a good sport and write to my prompt.
A man walked out his door and saw a day moon. He went back inside, lay on his couch, and vowed never to take acid again.
The End
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Boooo.
But this reminds me of an idea I had to people a story entirely with characters named from spam ads.
Ulysses Ayers had a thought. "Isn't it degrading," he said, "When they call your dick a 'wee-wee'?"
Sonny Lars agreed. "Don't worry about approval, your your credit report will not disqualify you!"
But I have it extremely good authority that these prompts are not only legitimate, but American made.
Karen, Duane needs a good spanking for this mean comment to my story!!! I didn't see you write about the freaking day moon! Maybe they only outsource some of the ideas. Bring that prompt calendar with you tomorrow for further examination.
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Michael Scott said...
Arizona is famous for her skies; really, where the land meets the sky in a distant heat. Some days you can see forever in cloudless blue over still brown. Other days, there are graceful clouds erupting in distance sweeps of red, purple, and glowing yellow. The best days are rainy days where the rain just stops about 4 miles from you and the sun is shining over your head. Rainbows appear in the evening and the thunderheads light up in strikes while the sun blankets the sky in black and purple with arms of hot yellow spiking the heart of angry black clouds. Rain pours in great splashes on the desert just a little way off and you can hear it pounding. On these days, as the sun drops low, you might see the day moon rising over your shoulder. A great ghost late to the day capturing the last rays of the sun in red and gold face paint. In that light of the day moon, I see where I was blind.
January 7, 2008 11:32 AM
Amy said..
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GO MICHAEL SCOTT!!!!!! He's eclipsing us all. Duane, Karen, we have serious competition from the Holiday Guru!!!
January 7, 2008 11:37 AM
I see no one wrote to the Saturday prompt of bathing. I covered the moon, Duane called us fat on the death prompt, Karen, take a bath, girl..... Give the dog a bath?
Amy, I didn't want to hog the blog (Don't hog the blog! new bumper sticker), so I posted the day moon story on my own blog which no one visits.
Back off on the acid, Layla! Your kids will find it!
Glad you skinned the cat on this one--I am on hold. (lots running round my brain on the "a year after your death thing, though. Maybe I'll publish "posthumously" or past deadline in anycase.
In the meantime, gotta go finish that blinkin' book!
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