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I once knew a girl who wouldn’t eat apples. –The Color Master by Aimee Bender

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: Write about your strangest trait.

Art Prompt: Apples

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a funny story about one of your unusual traits and how it got you into trouble.

Photo Credit: Nick Saltmarsh on Flickr

I would fight the world for you, but I’m damned if I can figure out how to save you from yourself. –Barrayar by Louise MacMaster Bujold

Fiction Writing Prompt: How does your protagonist need to be saved from him or herself?

Journaling Prompt: How do you need to be saved from yourself? What advice would you give to yourself?

Art Prompt: Save me from myself!

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous story about a time when no one could save you from yourself.

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Trigg was a prosperous grocer with a twin-gabled shop in Middle Row, Stevenage, Hertfordshire, as well as a number of other properties. He was a church warden, an overseer of the parish, and an important man locally. It is said that one night, he and two friends witnessed grave robbers at a local graveyard, and they vowed to make sure that this would not happen to them. Trigg stated in his will that his body should be committed for a minimum of 30 years to “the West end of my Hovel to be decently laid there upon a floor erected by my Executor, upon the purlin for the same purpose, nothing doubting but that at the general Resurrection, I shall receive the same again by the mighty power of God.” According to Gentleman’s Magazine of 5 Feb 1751, Trigg’s will stated that he supposed that he would return to life after 30 years and then his estate would revert to him, and that he ordered that the barn be locked with the key inside his coffin so that he could let himself out. Shortly before he died, Trigg had negotiated with the parish authorities to rent his barn as the town’s workhouse…

Trigg died in Letchworth, Hertfordshire on 6 October 1724 before renovations could be carried out on his barn… Therefore, his remains were placed in a lead-lined coffin of oak and pine and hoisted into the rafters of the barn behind the shop, about 10 feet (3.0 m) above the ground.

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write the story of an unusual will provision.

Journaling Prompt: What do you want done with your body after you die?

Art Prompt: Grave robbers

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience the strange story of Henry Trigg’s coffin.

Photo Credit: Henry Trigg’s coffin on Wikimedia


…anyone who willingly turns their life upside down by becoming a cook is totally insane to begin with. So many chefs that I have met are dyslexic and totally not school people or intellectuals. That could be symbolic of the kind of lifestyle that they choose to live. They all drink a lot, do a lot of drugs, drink a shitload of coffee and espresso. They don’t sleep much, and obviously don’t have much of a life outside the kitchen. A cook’s friend is a cook, there isn’t much time for a non-cook friend or girlfriend. And time really isn’t the issue so much as it’s a lifestyle and a culture that is very hard to understand or identify with unless you are on the inside. Cooks hang out with cooks because there is nobody else awake, hungry and totally wired at 2 am on a Tuesday. –Jennifer Topper, 29 Jobs and a Million Lies

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story with a chef as a protagonist.

Journaling Prompt: What personality traits do you have that make you perfect for your job?

Art Prompt: Crazy Chef

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience about how different personalities are attracted to different careers. Give them resources to find their perfect career. 

Photo Credit: Joe Benjamin on Flickr

monday blue flash

John Ivers, an unassuming grandfather living in Bruceville, Indiana, started the project with 10 feet of straight track in his shed, which he plopped a retrofitted car seat on top of. Simply through trial and error — without formal engineering training — he kept on building, until the ride outgrew the small shed. Then he brought it outside and kept building, adding a full loop, an engine-powered conveyor chain, support towers, and flag mounts.

When it was finished, he of course christened the roller coaster with a name: the Blue Flash. –Atlas Obscura

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write the story of someone who builds something incredible.

Journaling Prompt: If you could, what would you build in your back yard?

Art Prompt: Rollercoaster

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience the amazing story of something you built.

Photo Credit: Collin on Atlas Obscura

Perhaps it was a sign of maturity, that one could still love a man whilst finding his habits and behaviour a source of recurrent irritation. –The Coffin Trail: A Lake District Mystery #1 by Martin Edwards

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story of a couple focusing on the internal monologue of the woman.

Journaling Prompt: Write about how you deal with the irritating habits of the people you live with.

Art Prompt: Irritating habit

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell a humorous story about your most irritating habit.

Photo Credit: Cristian Bernal on Flickr

Air Force Academy Football

Geez, it’s amazing how guys always use sports analogies when it comes to anything remotely sexual. –Chill Run by Russell Brooks

Fiction Writing Prompt: Do your male characters use sports analogies? Write a scene where they do.

Journaling Prompt: What sports analogy do you find most appropriate? Most offensive?

Art Prompt: Sports and sex

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous theory about why men use sports analogies to talk about sex.

Photo Credit: US Air Force on Flickr

fish, goldfish, water

Whenever Sophie’s mother was in a bad mood, she would call the house they lived in a menagerie. A menagerie was a collection of animals. Sophie certainly had one and was quite happy with it. It had begun with the three goldfish, Goldtop, Red Ridinghood, and Black Jack. Next she got two budgerigars called Smitt and Smule, then Govinda the tortoise, and finally the marmalade cat Sherekan. They had all been given to her to make up for the fact that her mother never got home from work until late in the afternoon and her father was away so much, sailing all over the world. –Sophie’s World: A Novel About the History of Philosophy by Jostein Gaarder

Fiction Writing Prompt: What animal best symbolizes your character? How does/did this animal figure in your character’s life?

Journaling Prompt: Write about your favorite animal and why it appeals to you.

Art Prompt: Menagerie

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a story about your first pet and something it taught you.

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If I found a magic lamp and I could have one wish, I would wish that I had a normal face that no one ever noticed at all. I would wish that I could walk down the street without people seeing me and then doing that look-away thing. –Wonder by R. J. Palacio

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write the story of someone who has an embarrassing deformity.

Journaling Prompt: If there is any part of your boady that you are self-conscious about, write about it.

Art Prompt: Ashamed

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous story about a time when you were self-conscious and had to face it.

Photo Credit: Damiano on Flickr

Blue Gold Game 2013 - University of Notre Dame

Games are like any unscripted situation in which no one knows the results until they occur. Although this is what makes sports (and reality shows) so exciting, it’s also what drives fans to distraction. They want to know the outcome, and they want that outcome to be favorable. They also know realistically that they can’t control it, though, and this is the crux of the superstition. If I can’t actually influence an event’s outcome, but I think I can (through my superstition), I’ll at least feel a little bit less anxious.
For many people, not having control over an outcome is a frightening proposition. For these uncontrollable situations in life, the more important it is, the more likely you will be to try to dream up ways to control its outcome even though it may be unrealistic for you to do so. –Susan Krauss Whitbourne, Ph.D.

Fiction Writing Prompt: Put your protagonist in a situation where he or she has no control over the outcome. Show  us the internal monologue, especially the magical thinking.

Journaling Prompt: What are your rituals in situations where you have no control over the outcome?

Art Prompt: Superstitions in times of no control

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a humorous story about the superstitions and rituals that influence you on game day.

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