Death dangled in the air for me today as I saw two prompts that I just could not pass up. I wrote about a Procol Harum song and then I wrote a story about a cat and now I have 29 (wait since I started out with a prompt) I only have 28 prompts left to try and tackle. This happens a lot on Mondays, as the MM Wordle challenge contains 12 prompt words and Tyler Deal and the secret keeper each have 5 word prompts and you would think that 22 prompts would be enough for anybody, but today I wanted the whole ball of wax, the whole enchilada, the whole kit-and-caboodle, the whole nine yards, the whole shebang, everything but the kitchen sink, the full monty, hook, line and sinker and lock, stock, and barrel. I got some help with the whole ball of wax from my friend Fandango who I actually mentioned in my first post today My Blind Date, the Procol Harum post where I said something about getting the title being the part that allows all the other pieces of the puzzle to fit together in writing. I also got some help from RayNotBradburry, as she gave me the title of this post and then I wrote the story about my cat in a post called The Chinese Rabbit.
I am comfortable working with multi-prompts and I look forward to handling this post with eloquence and style, by not forcing any of the prompts into this story, which at the moment I have no idea what it is going to be about. As I browse over the prompts, I sort them out in my mind figuring which ones won’t clash with the others. Most of the words seem simple enough today, but there are a few that I need to review to see if I have to perform a Google search to check their exact meaning. I am kind of on a streak right now and it seems to me that my posts just keep on getting better, but things could turn against me and I might never be able to write a sentence that uses the word scrimshank, thus shirking what I perceive to be my duty and avoiding an obligation that I have to my readers.
So far so good 8 prompts bit the dust and only 20 are left for me to cover. I am pretty sure that I will figure out what this post is about before I finish writing it. It is not going to be a poem, although I am pretty sure that larder does rhyme with martyr, but so do a lot of other words like charter, garter, starter, tarter and maybe even farter, if there is such a word, and conducting myself with candor, I imagine that would depict the one who just did blast a fart, after all it would be ridiculous to blame the fish. Rotten potatoes are known to smell foul, but I don’t think that the smell would ever produce torporific results, however I would avoid smelling them.
7 more prompts taken care of, leaving me still with 13 and none of them are negligible. Maybe this post should be about counting, nah that sucks, but it would really be great if quarry rhymed with trolley, as that would be a real feather in my cap. I enjoy writing, but sometimes I wonder why I write posts at all. I don’t want to malign anyone, but sometimes I get these stalker bot bloggers (a word coined by Jina S. Bazzar) who will LIKE 5 of my posts in a one minute time period, thus since nobody is capable of reading at such a speed, I know that they did not read any of them. If people don’t want to read my posts, then they have no business liking them. These bloggers are merely a farce with no original thoughts of their own and I hope that I never have one of them as a cellmate as they will rue the day.
Just four prompts left, which I have no idea what to do with. Creative writing prompts are made to inspire writers to be resourceful, but as I look at these four remaining words, I have absolutely nothing and I don’t think that if I start panting that would help. The history of literature is filled with authors who understand that writing a story is an operation where procedures must be followed in order to get results that will attract readers. Telling a story is a lot like painting a picture, as it must be finished and I love the way that Edgar Allen Poe story about the raven ends with the bird still sitting above his chamber door. It is probably time for me to stop writing now and go check to see if I got any mail today.
Written for Tyler M Deal 5 Words Prompt – Cap Speed Fish Blast Farce, for Daily Addictions prompt Week #30 – Rue, for FOWC with Fandango – Comfortable, for July Writing Prompts – Death dangled, for Sheryl’s A New Daily Post Word Prompt – Eloquence, for Ragtag Community – Quarry, for Scotts Daily Prompt – Trolley, for the secret keeper Weekly Writing Prompt #152 (5) word prompt – Streak Clash Perform Browse Raven, for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Candor and for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #205 – Potatoes Scrimshank Malign Review Operation Larder Cellmate Mail Torporific Negligible Panting Martyr.