My brother Tim and I started trying to spur each other on to write more. He sent me a prompt that I enjoyed and want to share with you.
This is the email he sent to me:
I got this app for me phone called "Writing Prompts". We could use it as something to work from each week. I just opened it up and it says, "Inanimate objects in your room communicate at night."
We decided on seven words per line as the form, keeping it simple since it was our first joint effort.
WHY HE LOVES COFFEE by tex norman
The book by the bed said, “Not
much was read. Hey pillow ishe asleep?”
“Yeah,”replied pillow, “but not
deeply. His head bobs like a boatmoored on a windy night.”
“He’s got
restless leg syndrome, or so I suspect,”said the bedclothes.”
“Well, if you saw
through his eyes,” the glasses explained,“you’d see what he sees, you’d know
what he knows, you’d get why he
is troubled in sleep.”
“And why?” asked
the digital clock. “Will the glasses sharetheir insight? You know time is always
running out.”
“He gets that,” said his
journal.“He knows his time alive isshort, and that has magnified his shortcomings,
intensified his regrets, and shame waits for
him to sleep, so while he rests,
shame nibbles and gnaws on his guts.”
Hiscoffee cup asked, “Am I the
only one here willing to comfort him?”
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