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~ James K. ~

Marty Silvio, a balding, overweight, cocky, cigar-chewing egoist who never really got a good look at himself in a mirror, enjoyed manipulating everything, including the truth. He called it “creative responsiveness.” – Laura Rizio, Blood Money

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story or scene involving Marty Silvio.

Journaling Prompt: Write about an egoist that you have known.

Art Prompt: Marty the Egoist

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell a humorous story about an egoist you’ve known or a serious story about an egoist who made the news.

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Colonel William Claus

Stephen Holmboe wore checked trousers with a matching loose-fitting jacket designed in the high-buttoned style. His cravat was wide and flowing, matching the solid off-white of his shirt. In short, he was quite the swell—but a swell who would have been out of style even a decade before. Mr. Holmboe’s manner of dressing his brilliant golden blond hair continued this motif. It was longer than was currently fashionable, as were his bushy side-whiskers and mustache. Curtseying to Mr. Holmboe’s bow, Jenny felt rather as if she were being introduced to an enormous ambulatory dandelion. –The Buried Pyramid, Jane Linskold

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a descriptive paragraph for one of your characters.

Journaling Prompt: How do people describe you?

Art Prompt: Swell

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about a person with a emphasis on physical description.

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Sitting man

Alphonse Liebermann proved to be short, wiry, and somewhere into his fifth decade. Bald as an egg, he sported the most magnificent eyebrows Neville had ever seen—bushy, even sweeping grey specimens that leapt to punctuate their owner’s every exclamation. They completely intimidated the German’s perfectly unexceptional mustache and, indeed, made it hard for one to remember that he had any other features at all. –Jane Linskold, The Buried Pyramid

Fiction Writing Prompt: Describe your character in detail.

Journaling Prompt: What physical feature of yourself do you like the most?

Art Prompt: Bushy Eyebrows

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Create a detailed description of a person in your next article.

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Caught in the Act

Terms like thief and front man weren’t used in the industry anymore. Now Manson was in Redistribution Management and DeGere was an Acquisition Specialist. It sounded a lot more official than thieves ought to be. -Gerald Rice, The Beggar’s Bowl

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story or scene about an upscale thief.

Journaling Prompt: If you were going to give yourself a new title for your current job, what would it be and why?

Art Prompt: Thief

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write a humorous speech about convoluted job titles in today’s PC climate.

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Personal Visual Style

“Once upon a time in that part of Mississippi where every town’s name reads like a memory of some better place, a girl with a honey-colored braid down her back stood by the side of the road and stared at a hand-painted sign.” -Cynthia Shearer, The Celestial Jukebox

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: Picture yourself as a child where you grew up. Describe the town through a child’s eyes.

Art Prompt: Girl with a Braid

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about your home town and what it was like when you were a child.

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Saigon Night Market

The Triumph growled them through the twilight. The air was crisp and cool as clean bedsheets, and Eddi took long breaths of it. -Emma Bull, War For The Oaks

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story, scene or poem that involves a night ride on a motorcycle.

Journaling Prompt: What is your favorite memory of being outside at night.

Art Prompt: Night Riders

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about a personal experience you’ve had involving motorcycles and/or a ride at night time.

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saskatchewan sky

People should die on overcast, gray days, when the beginnings of depression are already beginning to sink their little black hooks into your soul. – Andersen Prunty, The Beard

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a death scene or a poem about dying.

Journaling Prompt: How do you feel on an overcast day?

Art Prompt: Overcast day

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about how the weather affects your mood.

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Still Life with Coffee

The coffee started coming as soon as we sat down, which was the second sign of a truly great diner, the first being surly-but-efficient service and the third having to do with heavenly pie coming out of a pit of a kitchen whose grease accumulation was now a structural feature. -Michael Langlois, Bad Radio (The Emergent Earth)

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story or scene set in a diner.

Journaling Prompt: Write about your favorite restaurant and why you look to eat there.

Art Prompt: Diner

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about the culture of a local diner.

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Case of the curious Blackbird (Turdus Merula)

“When a traveller in north central Massachusetts takes the wrong fork at the junction of Aylesbury Pike just beyond Dean’s Corners he comes upon a lonely and curious country.” — H.P. Lovecraft, The Dunwich Horror

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story or poem inspired by the first line of the week.

Journaling Prompt: Where is the most lonely and curious place you have ever visited?

Art Prompt: Lonely and curious country

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about a lonely and curious country.

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Guitar smash

We’re playing R&B: ‘Smokestack Lightning’, ‘I’m a Man’, ‘Road Runner’ and other heavy classics. I scrape the howling Rickenbacker guitar up and down my microphone stand, then flip the special switch I recently fitted so the guitar sputters and sprays the front row with bullets of sound. I violently thrust my guitar into the air — and feel a terrible shudder as the sound goes from a roar to a rattling growl; I look up to see my guitar’s broken head as I pull it away from the hole I’ve punched in the low ceiling.

It is at this moment that I make a split-second decision — and in a mad frenzy I thrust the damaged guitar up into the ceiling over and over again. What had been a clean break becomes a splinter mess. I hold the guitar up to the crowd triumphantly. I haven’t smashed it: I’ve sculpted it for them. I throw the shattered guitar carelessly to the ground, pick up my brand-new Rickenbacker twelve-string and continue the show…. -Pete Townsend, Who I Am: A Memoir

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story, scene, poem, or haiku focused on the description of sound.

Journaling Prompt: What your most electrifying musical memory?

Art Prompt: Smashing Guitars

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Write about your favorite rock and roll moment.

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