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Writing Prompts: The Journey Continues
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- Dream Write Publishing
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- Sep 23, 2020
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- 9781988723839
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A valuable creative writing resource, this book includes 29 prompt ideas with submissions from members showcasing 63 pieces of amazing fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. Whether a novice testing the waters of creativity, or a seasoned author looking for an imaginative new challenge, inspire your creativity as the writing prompt journey continues!
Informations sur le livre
Writing Prompts: The Journey Continues
Longueur: 343 pages2 heures
Description
A valuable creative writing resource, this book includes 29 prompt ideas with submissions from members showcasing 63 pieces of amazing fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. Whether a novice testing the waters of creativity, or a seasoned author looking for an imaginative new challenge, inspire your creativity as the writing prompt journey continues!
- Éditeur:
- Dream Write Publishing
- Sortie:
- Sep 23, 2020
- ISBN:
- 9781988723839
- Format:
- Livre
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Writing Prompts - Writers Foundation of Strathcona County
MEMBERSHIP?
INTRODUCTION
Welcome and thank you for joining us on the Writing Prompt Journey! The Writers Foundation of Strathcona County (WFSC) is proud to celebrate the 10-year anniversary of our first anthology book—Writing Prompt Journey - The Road to Your Creativity, with a new compilation of prompts and submissions from our current members. Only 6 authors in this book were included in the first book, so we would like to thank all those who have joined us over the past 10 years. This alone speaks to the growth and ever-changing group composition that morphs and mixes as the years go by.
Prompts in this book are those featured on our website from December 2019 to June 2020, which cover a wide variety of visual and word suggestions to inspire stories, non-fiction, and poetry—whatever your writing style. The group boasts a plethora of talent including artists, who have also contributed their inspired pieces to a selection of prompts.
Writing Prompts - The Journey Continues is a collection of diverse writing as varied, individual, and creative as the members in this group. Many of the prompts contain ten
and we asked our contributors to celebrate their writing through this theme.
It is a year of milestones and maelstroms - 2020 sees the WFSC celebrate 15 years as a registered group supporting writers in our community. It saw the group adapt to the public health emergency in our province, separating us with social distance but bringing us together through connection in other ways.
We hope you enjoy reading and using this book as much as we enjoyed writing it.
Cadmus – Greek God of Writing
Artwork by Linda J. Pedley
HOW TO USE OUR PROMPT BOOK
Prompts are a good way to expand your writing practice through exploratory creativity. They challenge your imagination and the small experimental pieces can often lead to longer work projects. There are many ways to use this book.
Reader: Sit back and enjoy the diversity within! Each prompt encourages a different story from each writer and who knows where that will take us as we read on.
Writer: A novice writer will be able to learn from reading the content
by experiencing the different styles. This will help while working to develop their own voice. All writers can challenge themselves to produce their own fiction, non-fiction, or poetry based on the prompts included in this book.
Whether you read them first or write your own and then read the selections included, there is no right or wrong way to use this book. As you read or write you will begin to see the vast array of individualism and imagination brought out by creative writing using prompts.
Writing Prompt 03-07
WHAT’S GOING ON?
The image is of a man submerged to his shoulders in water, eyes closed, his beard appears frosty and his hair is splayed upward and outward, frozen in time. The question for consideration is... What is happening here? What is this man’s story?
WHAT’S IN A SOUL
Guy Chambers
whisper stir
bring to life
a man in a whirl wind
with a grasp of a hand
swirl the world
with a brisk whisk
rise to fathering
earth dust grains
thereto
spiraling
in most of the soul
long hair freed
reign over
one’s way
surround
sound
unbound
close the eyes
visualize
on one’s own
emotional tone
outgrow
tether spirit
harness insight
catch a glimpse
view hope
mend thoughts
eyes-only
within in one’s world
anchoring
believing
outlook within the hand grip
harmony on the fingertips
will breathing
appease pleasing
balance blending
afresh the flesh
pure still inward
answers windward
sphere embrace
find one’s self-grace
rooted to earth’s dust grains
find oneself again
and move forward
THEME = 10
The base theme of our book is ten or anything associated with the anniversary or celebration of ten. Some members chose to write to those themes (ten years, decade, tin) while others used the prompts on our website from December 2019 to June 2020, inclusive. Ten symbolizes our 10th anniversary celebration of the first prompt book—Writing Prompt Journey—released at Words in the Park 2010.
Artwork by Linda J. Pedley
WRITING PROMPT = TEN YEARS
TEN YEARS
Kelsey Hoople
A decade beyond
All we have been
Toast to the past
Embrace us in kin
Remember the blessings
Treasure those lost
Take a breath now
Time is our cost
Ten…
a good milestone
Sweet memories made
Together to celebrate
Gold bricks we have laid
Raise a glass to the sky
As we continue to move
Our connection lasting
In bindings to prove
The pages still turn
Within a heart’s beat
Thank you, my friends,
Ten years under feet
TEN YEAR TRIAL
Karen Probert
Ten years. Incredibly long years. That’s what it took to find the truth. Today in court she would have all suspicion removed.
Marianne had been to court before. Three times in fact. The first time she thought they were going to incarcerate her for many years. The prosecution lawyers asked for a ten-year sentence. If she received that she’d be getting out of jail today. Instead she had been released due to ‘insufficient evidence proving her guilt’.
Of course, there was insufficient evidence because she had not committed the crime. The media hounded her anyway. Many people, despite what was said or written, believed she was guilty. No other person had been accused, so the issue hung over her head. Most friends drifted away. The shadow of it meant she could not advance in her career. People’s trust in her was broken so she became increasingly isolated.
Ten years was a long time to be vilified, or at least distrusted.
Marianne’s cell rang. She bit her lip; closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Before answering she checked if it was a known number. Today was not a day to have the media contact her before she arrived at the courthouse. She breathed a sigh of relief – it was Louise.
Just leaving. Pick you up in ten minutes in the alley behind your building.
Marianne took a few minutes to check her plain blue dress and navy blazer, added a pale yellow scarf, and applied lipstick before putting on plain black shoes. Her lawyer had said, No fancy heels. We may have to outrun reporters.
At exactly nine fifteen Louise’s car pulled slowly up the alley between huge green compostable bins, trash cans, and detritus from the homeless wandering through overnight. Marianne leapt into the car, a scarf over her naturally red hair.
Love the outfit.
Louise laughed while tweaking the scarf forward to cover some of Marianne’s escaping curls. There will be no disguises today, Louise thought. For the first time in ten years Marianne can just be herself. But not until this court date is done. It’s been too long.
The two women got close to the courthouse following a plan they set up a week earlier knowing that if they used the parkade under the courthouse they had to use the elevator where reporters would be staked out. Instead, they chose a pay-as-you- go parking lot one and a half blocks away. No one would expect them to walk to the courthouse side door where the paralegal from Marianne’s lawyer’s office would be waiting for their knock so she could open the door to let them in. It was the best idea they had to avoid cameras and questions.
Well done,
said Louise. That worked. It leaves us time to be unrushed to get up the three flights from here. Are you ready, Marianne?
More ready than ever. Let’s do this.
A rare smile opened up Marianne’s face and sparkled from her eyes.
After a few deep breaths, she tucked the scarf into her large yellow leather shoulder bag Marianne followed Louise upstairs. The paralegal, Jess, followed quietly.
As a teenager Jess had followed the story in newspapers, on TV, and social media. She struggled to believe that just because there was one curly red hair at the crime scene everyone assumed Marianne was guilty despite no supporting evidence. After high school, she attended pre-law classes at university but decided against becoming a lawyer. Research and dealing with legal issues was what she wanted but not to stand in a courtroom. Receiving her certification as a paralegal allowed her to gain a position with Jackson and Jones LLB. After a few years, she gained access to Marianne’s case files to read the transcripts of conversations as well as the original trial.
Ten months ago. she heard that in another county someone was accused of tampering with forensic evidence. The accused’s name, Donald Cooper, was in Marianne’s file, she remembered. It was the signature on documents stating that the red hair from the crime scene matched Marianne’s DNA. At the weekly meeting at Jackson and Jones she brought it up.
The office became a whirlwind. Files were reviewed before contacting authorities involved in the Cooper case. The DNA was retested against Marianne’s still red hair but found not to match. By a judge’s special order all people tested originally were found and retested, including Donald Cooper. Only one match was found.
Marianne and Louise sat in the front row. Guards outside kept reporters away until ten o’clock. Marianne blew her nose, dabbed her eyes, and jiggled her right leg until Louise gently touched her arm.
Take it easy, Mari. Today is going well. I have wine chilling. Later, we’ll order in Chinese. No reporters today. Tomorrow with your lawyers you’ll do the news conference. I’m with you the whole way.
Marianne smiled. There was a plan. It all depended on the judge.
All rise,
called the bailiff as Judge Dawson strode in.
Dawson’s harsh voice overrode the noisy reporters. You will all sit silently during the court session. No photographs or recording devices are allowed – turn them off now. Disobedience will bring a charge of offence against the court, which means a large fine and permanent refusal of admittance to any court in this jurisdiction. Bring in the accused.
Scraping of shackles clanging together broke the silence. Wearing an orange jumpsuit, Donald Cooper kept his head down as two guards guided him forward. His lowered head showed his once black-dyed hair was growing out showing pale red close to his scalp.
Later, at Louise’s apartment, Marianne said, "Two others were exonerated today and will be released. With DNA is there no supervision, no computer evidence as back up?
Incomprehensible! Let’s ask Jess to join us this weekend at the spa. I’ll pay for her. None of today would have happened without her diligence."
Louise hooted. You bet. Let’s do it.
OLD PUPPY LOVE
Gary Poignant
Harley, our old puppy, is turning ten.
But for this American Staffordshire Terrier – big, floppy ears and playful personality – appearances can certainly be deceiving.
People ask, Can I pet your puppy?
I always answer, Of course. But he’s actually a senior.
As my wife, Linda, and I prepare to mark our dog’s decade, we feel fortunate that our four-legged friend is as healthy now as the day he arrived at the Edmonton airport almost six years ago.
The unforgettable journey has been filled with mystery, drama, medical comebacks, and love.
It began in July 2014, when this dog of destiny was seized from a Hamilton home after his owner was arrested. (The pit bull ban in Ontario, in effect since 2005, includes the Staffordshire Terrier breed.) No other details about the seizure were available, but an SPCA spokesman said, Your dog would have been a hidden pet. He would have been kept at home and likely walked only late at night.
The dog was taken to the Hamilton animal shelter and given the name Smokey. He passed a temperament assessment and was then brought to the SPCA for neutering, a microchip, and vaccinations. A veterinarian examined Smokey’s teeth and determined his birthday was July 29, 2010. The 43-pound dog, now ready for an out-of-province adoption, was returned to the shelter as the Alberta-based Pit Bulls for Life rescue society worked to find a foster family.
Two months later, Linda applied to foster a dog with Pit Bulls for Life and ended up being matched with Smokey. On Nov. 21, 2014, our black dog with the white chest arrived at the Edmonton airport.
He ran for me, jumped up, and licked me like he already knew me,
said Linda.
On the drive home, Linda’s Jeep was sideswiped by a hit- and-run motorist. While the vehicle was damaged, both Linda and her prized passenger escaped injury.
The accident was the start of a remarkable ride with a dog that we quickly adopted and renamed Harley – due to a snore that resembles an idling motorcycle. This unique critter soon settled into his new home, assuming ownership of the couch for ‘front window’ guard duty.
Harley would bark aggressively at almost anyone or anything – from the mailman to a garbage truck.
Due to concerns about the breed, we were fearful that our pet might hurt someone if given the opportunity.
The following summer - while in the kitchen - I heard Harley barking aggressively followed by the distinctive sound of the front screen door opening and slamming.
I held my breath as I ran around the corner and saw the mailman standing on the front porch.
Harley was next to him, cowering.
I reached outside, grabbed Harley, and asked the mailman if our dog had bit him.
No. No,
he said. He was barking when he pushed opened the door. But once outside, he stopped. Your dog didn’t touch me.
The mailman petted Harley, smiled, and then left. Harley’s tail was wagging. It was surreal.
In the fall of 2017, we moved to Nelson, BC, where I became a newspaper editor; Linda resumed her passion for pottery, and Harley took us on walks at nearby parks.
Six months later, Harley’s puppy-like personality changed. We noticed lesions on his nose, ears, and paws. After a biopsy, he was diagnosed with pemphigus vulgaris - a serious autoimmune disorder. We were told his chances of survival were not good. Our vet said, I have never seen a dog with this kind of pemphigus.
While the prognosis was bleak, we were determined to try to save Harley’s life.
The vet prescribed a daily dose of 100 mg of
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