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This promptmobile has been parked up rusting for a whole year. It needs an oil change, a lick of paint and some air in the tyres. We're presently sourcing some fluffy dice for the mirror and a nice novelty airfreshener.
Most importantly, though, the tank is dry as a bone.
Time to siphon us off some promptjuice. Fuel us up with your best original prompts for people to dip into during the month when they need creative jump leads.
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How to Write an Introduction
Pen to paper, and chin in hand, the ink tip hovers over the first blue line of the sheet. I pause, and sigh softly through my nose. I'm to write about myself. To confess to people who I am, what I am, why I write, and how I came to love it? Any other details found to be interesting to them - or myself, even? Tapping the pencil to the paper, I tilt my eyes up in thought.
Being as boring as I view myself, I don't know what to share. Saying I'm from Los Angeles is no great feat on the webs as it is in person, to a university in the middle of Idaho - also known as absolutely nowhere. Wanting to be a teacher, double majoring with Secondary Educat
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an open letter to my twelve year old self
one day you will cut all your hair off,
and hang up a map of the world in your
room and you will look at it on days
you think your life is going nowhere.
i hate to tell you this, but this isn’t
your worst year. it also isn’t your
best.
one day you will cut all your hair off
and realize that some poems need to be read
out loud, to an audience, so you’ll take a hammer
and some nails and build yourself one
out of a girl whose veins look fragile but
whose bones are strong, a boy who isn’t as tall as
he thinks he is, but whose lifelines are the deepest
you’ve ever seen, and a girl whose eyes remind you of the
east
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FFM July 3, 2017 - Arithmomania
The UPS truck made a beep-beep-beep sound as it backed up Maude's driveway. She'd gone out to meet him and advised him that it was easier to back in than out, as her house lay at the bottom of a rather steep hill. Now she stood in sight of the driver's side-view mirror, giving expert directions with her arms. He had many obstacles to circumnavigate, from her carefully laid flower benches to the tasteful little statues, a bird-bath, and a row of little faux-torches - and she would not have a single one of them so much as touched. Neither would she allow the delivery man to park anywhere further away. "We do not have all day." She'd said to mor
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