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January Writing Prompts, Day 1 – Belugas and dreamlifters
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, January’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Belugas and dreamlifters”.
Frank sat by the shore, watching the waves drift in and out. Wouldn’t it be amazing to see whales today? Belugas. That’s what would do it for me. No, not just whales, but belugas. Belugas floating by in the current. Yeah, right, just a wave again. I’ll just look for belugas lifting up my dreams.
Frank was a bit weird, you know. Always belugas and dreamlifters with him.
November Writing Prompts, Day 3 – Windmill waltzes
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, November’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Windmill waltzes”.
I can just see those windmills waltzing across the prairies. We don’t have windmills here. At least I don’t think so, not that we get around much to look. I just remember seeing them when we drove back to Saskatchewan, great fields of them slicing through the air, almost in tandem but not quite. Not quite the advanced dance class, but impressive none the less.
November Writing Prompts, Day 2 – Butterfly wings and bear paws
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, November’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Butterfly wings and bear paws”.
Butterfly wings and bear paws. Sounds like some fancy new pastry. I can just see the shop now:
“Get your Bear Paws here, and don’t forget to add those butterfly wings to your order!”
Tourists will eat anything 🙂 Me, I prefer bacon wrapped scallops…hmmmm…must be supper time!
November Writing Prompts, Day 1 – Sweet chaos
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, November’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Sweet chaos”.
Ah, I long for the sweet chaos that were (was?) Hallowe’ens past.
Hallowe’ens in pre-pandemic times, with bars open for floods of people in costumes, pouring out and wandering the streets of downtown laughing, singing, whatever crazy drunk people do on October 31.
The sweet chaos of kids trick or treating, with no chutes sending treats, hopefully the good ones, down to waiting baskets.
Instead, chaos is reined in with curfews and arrows in the aisles.
October Writing Prompts, Day 2 – Visions of Violet
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, October’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Visions of Violet”.
Visions of violet, phantoms of fuchsia, or hallucinations of hazel? Which would you prefer haunt your dreams? Or perhaps you would prefer the simplicity of perception of pink or reverie of red? I could go on, but it’s time to call it a day (and my patience for finding synonyms is wearing thin.)
October Writing Prompts, Day 1- Crispy cold cola
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, October’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Crispy cold cola”.
Crispy cold cola. Ah, the letter “c”. Sometimes sounds like “s”, sometimes like “k”. English spelling at its finest. I laugh when people say the English spelling system is “phonetic”. I am a linguist, meaning I actually have a Masters degree in Linguistics, and taught Linguistics for several years. English spelling is NOT phonetic. If it were, the letter “c” would NOT alternate between sounding like “s” or “k”.
Ok, yes. In spelling, “c” is “s” sounding in front of “e” and “i”. And “y”, I guess. But that does not make it phonetic. That makes it predictable. Of course, in front of an “h” it sounds like something completely different…
Now we look for exceptions, but you know what? It’s not that important anymore. It once was to me, as a young Linguistics student, but today? I think I’m ready for a crispy cold cola (or maybe a glass of wine…)
August Writing Prompts, Day 3 – BFF – Bucket filling friend
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, August’s Writing prompts.
Today, “BFF – Bucket filling friend”.
Well, my bucket filling friend, fill that bucket up with your famous recipe chicken. Thighs and legs, please. Is it sad that KFC is my new BFF? Or, really, would it be sad? Probably, considering the last time we ha KFC, Kevin got food poisoning, and since I am gluten free now, we can no longer indulge anyway. Really for the best. Maybe it’s time to fulfill a little of that craving though and make some oven fried chicken with gluten free flour. I have definitely digressed, and am now hungry. Thanks BFF prompt!
August Writing Prompts, Day 2 – Delights and deliciousness
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, August’s Writing prompts.
Today, “Delights and deliciousness”.
Nothing compares to the delights and deliciousness of indulging in crab cakes at the fire table in the evening while Kevin bbq’s our main course. The perfect way to end the day.
August Writing Prompts, Day 1 – If our stars align
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, August’s Writing prompts.
Today, “If our stars align”.
If our stars align, well, I don’t know. Is that a good thing? Would it mean the end of the world? Get in line, all you stars. Comply. Something about alignment makes me think of being assimilated by the Borg. I don’t think I want stars to align. I’m quite happy just being chaotic.
July Writing Prompts, Day 8 – If only we could
From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, July’s Writing prompts.
Today, “If only we could”.
“If only we could.” If only we could not feel the need to utter this phrase as often as we do. If only a cheeto weren’t president of the US. If only there wasn’t a pandemic rolling around the world like a giant tidal wave. If only I didn’t have to go back to work in 5 weeks. If only it would rain this week. If only there were bacon in the house. Oh, wait, what was that? There is bacon in the house? Gotta run…
