smitten word of week

smitten adj

  1. Made irrationally enthusiastic.
  2. In love.

Fiction Writing Prompt: Use the word of the week in whatever you write today.

Journaling Prompt: Write about a time when you were smitten.

Art Prompt: Smitten

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt:Use the word of the week in your article or speech.

Photo Credit: Jody Sticca on Flickr

coffee mustache thursday

As he drank, little brown drops of coffee clung to his mustache like dew. Men will live like billy goats if they are let alone. –Charles Portis, True Grit

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write about a man’s habits from the point of view of a woman.

Journaling Prompt: What habit do you judge in your spouse, parent, or friend?

Art Prompt: Men and Billy Goats

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous story about a bad habit you have.

Photo Credit: Neil Moralee on Flickr
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There are four main reasons for the demise of a city: Natural disaster, as in the case of Bam in Iran or Balestrino in Italy, which both disappeared as the result of earthquakes; economic problems, as with the gold rush towns in the United States, where the depletion of the mines robs a place of the very reason for its existence; human folly, of which there are numerous—often terrifying—examples. Epecuén, a charming lakeside resort in Argentina, was submerged because the flood-protection barriers were neglected. Kantubek, in Uzbekistan, the site of a biological weapons research center, was evacuated in a hurry following a series of laboratory accidents.

A town can also die as the result of the death of a civilization, as was the case with a number of Roman cities and also cities in South America such as Tikal, a Mayan center that disappeared because its civilization simply ran out of steam. –These Ghost Towns Once Thronged With Life by Simon Worrall

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write about the death of a thriving city.

Journaling Prompt: Write about your feelings for your home and community.

Art Prompt: Death of a city

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience the story of a city that died.

Photo Credit: Neil Moralee on Flickr

quaint village tuesday

It is a city of neat cottages and cobbled streets where wander cats without number, for the enlightened legislators of long ago laid down laws for our protection. A good, kind village, where travelers take their ease and pet the cats, making much of them, which is as it should be. –A Night in the Lonesome October by Roger Zelazny

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story, scene, poem, or haiku set in the city described above.

Journaling Prompt: Describe the kind of setting where you would like to live if money were no object.

Art Prompt: Cobbled streets

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a story, emphasizing the setting.

Photo Credit: Riccardo Cuppini on Flickr

Mutiny_on_the_Bounty mondy

The mutiny on the Royal Navy vessel HMS Bounty occurred in the south Pacific on 28 April 1789. Disaffected crewmen, led by Acting Lieutenant Fletcher Christian, seized control of the ship from their captain, Lieutenant William Bligh, and set him and 18 loyalists adrift in the ship’s open launch. The mutineers variously settled on Tahiti or on Pitcairn Island. Bligh meanwhile completed a voyage of more than 3,500 nautical miles (6,500 km; 4,000 mi) in the launch to reach safety, and began the process of bringing the mutineers to justice.

Bounty had left England in 1787 on a mission to collect and transport breadfruit plants from Tahiti to the West Indies. A five-month layover in Tahiti, during which many of the men lived ashore and formed relationships with native Polynesians, proved harmful to discipline. Relations between Bligh and his crew deteriorated after he began handing out increasingly harsh punishments, criticism and abuse, Christian being a particular target. After three weeks back at sea, Christian and others forced Bligh from the ship. Twenty-five men remained on board afterwards, including loyalists held against their will and others for whom there was no room in the launch.

After Bligh reached England in April 1790, the Admiralty despatched HMS Pandora to apprehend the mutineers. Fourteen were captured in Tahiti and imprisoned on board Pandora, which then searched without success for Christian’s party that had hidden on Pitcairn Island. After turning back toward England Pandora ran aground on the Great Barrier Reef, with the loss of 31 crew and 4 prisoners from Bounty. The 10 surviving detainees reached England in June 1792 and were court martialled; 4 were acquitted, 3 were pardoned, and 3 were hanged. –Wikipedia

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story set during any part of the story of the Bounty or create a mutiny in your own story.

Journaling Prompt: Write about a time when you felt like mutinying.

Art Prompt: Mutiny!

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience the story of a famous mutiny.

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Create whatever this visual prompt inspires in you!

baseball

I’ve heard it said that everything you need to know about life can be learned from watching baseball. –Still Writing by Dani Shapiro

Fiction Writing Prompt: Use the first line of the week as the starting point or inspiration for a scene, story, poem, or haiku.

Journaling Prompt: What have you learned from watching baseball?

Art Prompt: Baseball

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience about a life lesson  you learned from watching baseball.

Photo Credit: Peter Miller on Flickr

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war cake noun
A kind of cake made from the limited ingredients available in wartime.

Fiction Writing Prompt: Use the word of the week in whatever you write today.

Journaling Prompt: Write about how you feel when you have to give something up.

Art Prompt: War cakes

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt:Use the word of the week in your article or speech.

ship in fog

Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in, and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for something to happen? –Helen Keller, The Story of My Life

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story, poem, or haiku about being surrounded by fog.

Journaling Prompt: Write about how fog makes you feel.

Art Prompt: Fog

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous or dramatic story involving fog.

Photo Credit: In Transit on Flickr

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In February 1825, [Samuel] Morse was in Washington, D.C. He was an itinerant painter, a good one, but he wasn’t making a solid living with his art. At age 34, he was older than his heroes had been when they created their masterpieces. Morse had traveled to Washington to pursue what could’ve been his big break: The city of New York promised him a $1,000 commission to paint Marquis de Lafayette, who was returning as a hero to the country he helped make free.

“We must begin to feel proud of your acquaintance,” Morse’s wife, Lucretia, wrote to him from their home in New Haven, Connecticut, a four-day trip away. She was expecting their third child. “I think now that we can indulge a rational hope that the time is not very far distant when you can be happy in the bosom of your much loved family,” she wrote.

And Morse indulged that hope. As he worked in Washington, he wrote to Lucretia, “I long to hear from you.”
But he wouldn’t hear from her. Lucretia, at the time Morse wrote to her, was dead. –The Heartbreak That May Have Inspired the Telegraph by Gabe Bullard

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story about an invention inspired by a strong emotion.

Journaling Prompt: What would you invent in order to feel closer to someone you love?

Art Prompt: Telegraph

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a story about Samuel Morse.