Prompted by my own birthday There's a funny thing about birthdays and them being the utterly random day in the year on which we were born. Then, after a few years, they turn out to be the utterly random day in which we take stock of the things we have and haven't done, think about … Continue reading Prompt 80: Birthday Musings
"Write a bucket list for your favourite superhero" First things first. Who is my favourite superhero? I had to sit back and think on this for a second. We are so overexposed to the superhero world lately that I find it hard to pick. For the sake of this prompt, though, let's say that Storm, … Continue reading Prompt 79: Superhero bucket list
"Rewrite the Gettysburg Address for today's audience" Note: I have to say first and foremost that this felt wrong to do...Lincoln was so eloquent in the words he chose for this speech, and English seems to have been made much baser since then. See original below. Forty seven years ago, our ancestors established here a … Continue reading Prompt 78: Rewriting history
"Two dollars isn't a lot of money, unless..." ...you live in a backward universe where efficiency and simplicity are the concepts that define value and thus small and easily measured numbers carry more weight than long or fragmented ones. Two dollars makes you rich. But not as much as one dollar does. Imagine that.
Today, as part of the research I'm doing for this little writing project of mine, I read a lot about this one day in the Second World War: December 16, 1943. Why that day, you ask? Well, according to our family records, this was the day that Allan Reid Cameron, my great-great-uncle, died while on … Continue reading Bringing characters to life
"Five things you see out the nearest window" The farthest point positioned outside my window is Mount Baker. It sits beyond a cluster of buildings, on the other (wrong) side of the border. During sunsets, the pink and orange light bounces off it, highlighting the snowy tips that shift in size with the transition of … Continue reading Prompt 76: What I see outside my window
"A love story that starts and ends in 24 hours" Thanks to Reedsy for the prompt! Augustus Martinelli walked into his shop, as he did every morning, on the nose of 6:30. He was greeted, as usual, by the full, embracing fragrance of a multitude of flowers. He flipped on the light switch by the … Continue reading Prompt 75: 24 hour romance