A Trainstorming Mashup

There once was a post by D.G. Kaye about “trainstorming,”–beginning a new sentence with the first word of the last. I did it before. This is a little more. You’ll see. I didn’t keep the prompts from last week’s Gila Writer’s Group but I believe that I took no more than a word but at…

A Detective Gaston Mystery

A Murder Mystery Snippet Maybe this will become a short story, maybe a novel—even a book in a series. For now, this is all there is–it all started with a writing prompt, from which I took only the two character names.  “She had a thyroid problem. Do you suppose that killed her, detective?” “Not unless…

The Cytherians

A snippet from a prompt at the Gila Writers Group. Maybe something to use in a short story or . . . ? The Cytherians, by necessity, are a shiny sort of people. The planet is very near its sun. The surface is very hot–too hot for more than a brief visit from the underground…

The Gastroenterologist Transportation Commissioner

Another short piece from a writing group prompt–obviously the phrase that’s in the punchline. Use prompts; they work. 😀 No one could have imagined the result of appointing the well-regarded specialist Transportation Commissioner. He had much party support, having donated thousands of dollars to local, state and federal candidates. An astute observer, however, might have…

Muffins and Maple–Will it Lead to More?

We unanimously agreed at our local writers group that the prompts of the day were not only incomprehensible but insipid. Nonetheless, one about the start of a romance between the two poets, whose prompts we had read, stimulated this response. Perhaps I can use it in a story. One has to develop characters through appropriate means. …

The Clear Stream of Reason

What can you do with a writing prompt? Almost anything. Consider this short passage from Rabindranath Tagore, “Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into dreary desert sand of dead habit” You could go somewhere with “reason,” “dreary desert,” “dead habit,” or more–especially if you examine the entire poem. Here’s a…

Kafka on the Shore

I’ve never read any of Murakami’s work–which this short piece will demonstrate. It comes just from the title, an excerpt from which was a writing prompt. I am breaking my rule, just a bit, throwing in a little politics here. I hope you won’t mind too much. It is still a fictional fancy. We’ve never…

The Light Breather

A tiny bit of speculative fiction. This from a writing prompt that no one in Gila Writers Group could understand, myself included. But the title of the poem served. I think the two sentences will go well with a previous post, The Music Catchers. Tell me if you agree. The light breather inhaled the life-giving photons, filling its spirit in the…

The Old Salt

The old salt came through the tunnel into darkening skies of a setting sun. He had spent a night and a day fasting in the ancient cave. Once, hundreds of years before, the ocean filled the passage. He offered a prophecy that augured its return and more. “The sea will rise and swallow this village. No…

The Music Catchers

A very short piece today but with good future story prospects I think. Please let me know if you agree. A writing prompt as long as this piece follows. Let me know if you find the prompts helpful or if you post something that comes from them. The music catchers silence singers, human and avian alike,…