I don’t use writing prompts often. Partly because they’re usually related to writing fiction, and I don’t write fiction. At all. But I’m kind of in a writing slump and have been spending most of my time doing writing for other people. BTW, I’m kind of over coffee grinders and makers, especially when I don’t even drink the stuff.
So I’ve settled on a combination of writing prompts, which may or may not be related. Probably not.
I’m an optimist, at least most of the time. I have to have hope. I have to think that eventually things will be okay. The alternative is just too scary. Unfortunately, that also lead to trying to maintain hope during 4 years of a presidential administration, and that didn’t work out so well.
That One Friend
I’m a pretty strong introvert, so I don’t have a huge group of friends, and I’m okay with that. I’m not close friends with many people I grew up with, for a number of reasons, but I’ve stuck with a few. One of them is someone I don’t see often or even talk to all the time, but when we do connect, the years and distance fall away. There’s no awkwardness. There’s no pressure to handle the friendship in any particular way. Just acceptance and catching up. And that’s a gift. I hope everyone has a friendship like that.
Yeah, I don’t have one of those, and I’ve given up on ever developing one. Plants come to my house to die. It’s like hospice. I’ll try to keep them comfortable, but we all know the end will come. In my 46 years, I’ve managed to keep one aloe plant alive. Because I literally don’t do ANYTHING with it. If it looks particularly dusty, I’ll water it, and we bring it inside when it’s going to be below freezing. Otherwise, Big Al sits outside and does its own thing. I know better than to interfere.
Are You a Tree Hugger?
Yes, literally and figuratively. I love trees. All trees. What’s not to like? Shade. Breezes. Horrified fascination when a big storm hits and they bend over. Figuratively, I’m absolutely a tree hugger. The environment matters. Y’all realize that if we destroy the earth, we don’t have a backup plan, right? Unless you’re Elon Musk, but I can’t afford that backup plan.
Which Time Frame Would You Have Been the Worst at?
All of them? It really is a blessing that I was born in this era because it’s well-established that I’m no good at being seen and not heard. Dresses that require someone else’s assistant to get into? No. Any time without electricity? Also no. I don’t even go camping! Crossing the country in a wagon? Ha! No, I’m pretty sure I was always destined to live in the modern age, full of creature comforts.
And this concludes the writing prompt edition of blogging, lol. I’m not sure it helped me make any progress, but it’s entertaining nonetheless. Feel free to comment and/or share!