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I Need Practice [Dec. 31st, 2007|03:08 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
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I need to kick myself back into writing a bit.

So! If you are inclined, comment with a prompt - an object, persona, character, line, snippet of dialogue, whatever - and I'll write something based off of it.


[User Picture]From: metagnat
2007-12-31 09:40 am (UTC)
This feels like the 48 hour film project.

Character: a 40-something accountant, whose friends are all having mid-life crises while he is not, who is not certain *why* he is not.

Object: A book, with strange writing.

Snippet of dialogue: "Whoaaah, nellie!"


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[User Picture]From: sweetmmeblue
2007-12-31 09:41 am (UTC)
The music in my head wouldn't stop. It's not like when you get a song stuck in your head because other people were able to hear it too.
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[User Picture]From: qbaz
2007-12-31 11:08 am (UTC)
A teakettle that won't stop boiling; an animal control worker who understands what the animals s/he's catching are complaining about; a chunk of black lava rock taken from Hawai'i.

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[User Picture]From: gdaniels
2007-12-31 11:18 am (UTC)
Let's posit we're the fruit on the tree of consciousness. What might consume said fruit, and how (if at all) would that affect our reality?
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[User Picture]From: kimberlogic
2007-12-31 12:19 pm (UTC)
Trapped by the pain and spasms, she lay on her back for another hour. She began to feel thirsty, bored and seriously annoyed. The cat eyed her lazily as she attempted to scoot herself along the floor towards ...
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From: n5red
2007-12-31 12:45 pm (UTC)
It was a dark and stormy night.
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[User Picture]From: muffyjo
2007-12-31 01:18 pm (UTC)
Fourteen year old Mary was well aware that there were topics not discussed with "the children" but was equally aware no one would discuss what she needed to know with her, either. How in the Dickens was she ever going to understand what happened in gym class when she climbed the rope?
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[User Picture]From: dpolicar
2007-12-31 07:04 pm (UTC)
When the alarm chirped, Samantha reached over to shut it off... then pulled her hand back quickly when the newest snake wrapped itself around her wrist. "Sonofabitch!" Her legs tangled in the shroud as she jumped to her feet and she fell to her knees in the powdery sand.
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[User Picture]From: yeti_herd
2007-12-31 07:32 pm (UTC)
"Public bathrooms are an important cultural experience," I thought, as I pressed my beat up grey trainers to the pedal, and turned the steering wheel.
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[User Picture]From: hammercock
2007-12-31 09:12 pm (UTC)
"I did it. I beat Shiva at her own game."
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From: allessindra
2007-12-31 09:39 pm (UTC)

"I wonder how that town got that name?"

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[User Picture]From: folzgold
2007-12-31 10:08 pm (UTC)
The prompt we got as the 'audition piece' for literary journalism was the title "Wrong, So Wrong." Something about which we had been so incredibly wrong. (I wrote about working on the Dean campaign and thinking he would win hands down.)
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