This meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues led her to bow out for a while. The meme was too much fun to let go, and now Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast.
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write. Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore... We can use some or all of the prompts, and mixing and matching is encouraged.
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. I would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme, which includes cheering on the other participants. If you are posting on your own blog - let me know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud. And huge thanks to those of you who come back, sometimes time after time to cheer other contributors on.
Huge thanks to Hilary Melton-Butcher for providing the prompts last month. The prompts will be here again this month and are provided by Charlotte (MotherOwl).
An additional prompt from Charlotte (MotherOwl) is her colour of the month to use (or not) in your take on the prompts. The colour for July is"Writing Pleasure Purple"
This week's prompts are:
- Inquire
- Constitute
- Stray
- Sway
- Royal
- Warn
And/or
- Window
- Undo
- Group
- Cheerful
- Black
- Bewildered
- Spotted
Have fun.
I will schedule the posts for the rest of the month and they will still appear. Goodness (or Blogger) only knows what has happened to the format.
I'm here because I can't sleep so maybe this will give me more time to think about constitute? Or maybe I'll fall asleep right before breakfast...
ReplyDeleteI'll be working on it.
ReplyDeleteMy story will be over here.
DeleteMolt bon treball, Mimi!
DeleteM'ha encantat.
I think it will be a nice story,
ReplyDeleteI will combine it with color.
Have a beautiful day E.C..
Can't think of anything at the moment EC.
ReplyDeleteHi EC and all ... EC - sent with thoughts ...
ReplyDeleteShe'd strayed, swayed by that Royal … oh! but they did warn her. What constituted a whole, she inquired of that noble institution? Would they give her a royal pardon … after all it hadn't been her fault.
Now she was bewildered … she was always cheerful, but was getting black thoughts. Out of the window she spotted the group, she'd been waiting for them … if they'd been on time – that Royal wouldn't have had a chance to sway her away.
Could she undo this nightmare situation … now she had to reacquire her equilibrium … it'd had been done before and would happen again.
Her Pleasure for Purple Writing was calling her … life will turn this time into flowery romantic narratives.
Cheers one and all - I'll be back to read - Hilary
Què important és recuperar l'equilibri! ;-)
DeleteMolt bon relat, Hilary.
I hope that all goes well for her, Hilary.
DeleteFingers crossed it works out for her Hilary, well done.
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May she break away again to sanity and wholeness.
Deletewhat constitutes a spotted dick
ReplyDeletebe warned sounds ghastly
inquire about the recipe
does one eat it warm or cold
with or without the spots
a royal group
would not eat it surely
the servants would toss it
out of the window
give it to the stray black cats
serving it would undo a cheerful gathering
sipping too many champagnes
swaying tipsy in the breeze
dancing under the purple jacarandas
Hi Rall - that's excellent ... I don't mind spotted dick - pudding variety - but do understand many don't. I suspect the royals would have eaten them ... with plenty of custard though. Wonderful use of the words into a prose poem - if that's the right word?! Cheers Hilary
DeletePudding variety? LOL
DeleteYup ... ha ha ...
DeleteRallentanda:
DeleteUn "penis tacat", no sé realment el que és, ni tampoc n'he sentit a parlar mai, hehehe!
Bon ús de les paraules.
I love spotted dick, serves a lot in the post WW2 ration times.
DeleteVery well told and nice structure.
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If you are hungry, it tastes like a feast. Nice use of the words.
DeleteI am definitely not going to ask you to " Please Explain" In fact I forbid you to do so ! You are very naughty Hilary. Too much association with subversive Aussies methinks:)
ReplyDeleteThis Brit has never been down under!! Sorry ... but - the brain churns ... thanks and I will not explain ... cheers Hilary
DeleteShe absolutely had to INQUIRE about SPOTTED dick! How could she resist? My word, she thought, I could have ROYAL fun with that. What STRAY wannabe baker ever came up with a name like that? Are the spots BLACK? Better be WARNED, if she SWAYS by the WINDOW gripping one more glass of wine, her inner wicked humour might be unleashed, never to be UNDONE. And there’s no one in this GROUP that doesn’t know where that could lead. It’s a CHEERFUL group, all blithe spirits with no prudes among them, but what CONSTITUTES the outer limits of decorum is anyone’s guess. Spotted dick, huh? Never seen one nor tasted one. There is always something new under the sun! She was mildly BEWILDERED, but ever willing to give it a try. Nothing venture nothing gained!
ReplyDeleteA nice treat David if she ever gets her hands on it - or glory be make it herself! Well told.
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David M.
DeleteHe, he, he... un tema que donarà per a molt!!!
Ben resolt.
All words and colour used. Thanks Charlotte and EC
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Looking out my window at the rain, I spotted a black dog with the purple collar drew my attention. It was cowering by my fence, as if lost. A stray? I wondered. I stood looking at her – I could see she was a female.
She looked bewildered, frightened. My morning cheerfulness fled. I filled a bowl with water and took some digestives and threw on a raincoat and went down to the fence and stayed a respectful distance as I placed the food in front of her.
How to undo this fear?
You’re a royal princess, I said to her softly. My own dog, Agnes, had died just three months before and I was still heartbroken.
And your person has gone and left you without warning? I will never understand those who abandon their pets. I have taken in many over the years. So I'm safe. You're safe now.
She finally met my eyes and honestly, there were tears in them, maybe it was the rain.
I took out my phone to inquire from the local SPCA group if there was no claim on her, maybe this might constitute grounds for an adoption.
She gingerly nibbled slowly at the biscuit and I just knew in my heart Agnes had sent me this gift.
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Good luck to everyone
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Wisewebwoman:
DeleteTampoc entenc com poden desfer-se'n de qualsevol animal.
Abraçades!
Touching and perhaps repeated all too often.
ReplyDeleteDESCONCERT
ReplyDeleteActualment, el món sembla estar en un estat de desconcert. En observar a través de la finestra de les nostres realitats quotidianes, ens preguntem quin és el futur que se'ns presenta?, és vital preguntar-se sobre el futur que constituirà les nostres societats... La influència dels mitjans de comunicació tenyeix la nostra percepció, creant un panorama en tons púrpures i negres, on allò que és alegre es barreja amb el que és ombrívol. Molts se senten extraviats, de vegades voldríem desfer les decisions equivocades que els han portat a aquesta situació, intentant eliminar la confusió que els envolta...
Grups diversos emergeixen, intentant advertir sobre els perills de la desinformació, sobre la necessitat de desfer patrons tradicionals que ja no són efectius. Tot i les adversitats, n'hi ha que mantenen l'esperança en un canvi real, buscant un camí clar entre les ombres i reafirmant la seva identitat en un món tacat per la incertesa. La ironia és que, com més busquem respostes, més ens perdem en un laberint on l'única cosa clara és que estem, irremeiablement, vençuts.
Moltes gràcies!