Oct 7, 2019

The prompt is write about some kind of pet you may have desired as a child but never got. It could be a real or imaginary one.



Sept. 30, 2019

There were three prompts to choose from for today’s writing exercise:

  1. Nuclear power workers — what are their dreams like?
  2. Shadow and Light
  3. Driving through a flock of birds on the road — some of which didn’t move out of the way



September 16, 2019.

Today’s prompt is the word syzygy (syz·​y·​gy).

Syzygy can be traced to the Greek syzygos (“yoked together”), a combination of syn- (“with, together with”) and zygon (“yoke”). Its first know use was circa 1847.

It is defined as:

  • the nearly straight-line configuration of three celestial bodies (such as the sun, moon, and earth during a solar or lunar eclipse) in a gravitational system
  • any two related things, either alike or opposite

The prompt is to use it in a short writing.



August 19, 2019

The prompt used a reading from the book titled, INCAS The Gold Of Cuzco, by A. B. Daniel.

The Gold Of Cuzco

The fog would now disperse, now descend at the whim of invisible gusts of wind. Occasionally Gabriel, approaching a pass, would find himself blinded briefly by the harsh light of the sun slanting through it and would then see a sky as deeply blue as ocean.

He felt as though he was traveling into a supernatural world. Gradually the slopes became as gentle as a rolling sea swell. The short yellow grass was covered in dust worn from the rocks by years of frost. The monotony of the red and ocher earth was broken only by occasional black boulders rising from it like colossal blisters. Man was unwelcome here, and only luck could determine the success or failure of a voyage across this land.

In this passage the author is comparing the land to the ocean, and the expedition to a “voyage” across the land.

The prompt is to write a couple of paragraphs that use similes and metaphors to make a connection or analogy between things that are essentially unlike each other.



July 22, 2019

There were three prompts in today’s meeting:

First Prompt: This month is the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 Moon landing, so the prompt is: One small step…

Second Prompt: A poem taken from the book titled, “A Pebble In The Sky, with beaches”, by Bev Walker.


A path taken, invisible, indestructible
You know where it is, you’re drawn to it.
The wind may take you there.
Then again, it may not.
You can’t see or touch it with your hand.
It’s not on a map.
Others may show you some of it,
Just to keep you on course.
But you must flap your own wings.
No one feels the wind in your face for you.
It gives you wings, takes you traveling
From the sea to a house in a tree
From universe to universe you may go
But it goes nowhere.
It’s the voice of parent, friend, child
Or it makes no sound at all
Sometimes the view takes your breath away.
Sometimes the weather grounds you.
Even then you discover
It’s worth every minute.
Take the invisible , indestructible path
Of His incomprehensible truth.

Third Prompt: A poem taken from the book titled, “A Pebble In The Sky, with beaches”, by Bev Walker.

Between Raindrops

There’s this space I like. Here. Now.
   It’s somewhere between Christmas
and a brave new world. It’s a quiet space.

The noise, hurry, hoopla, deadlines, anxieties
   Are gone.
It’s not time yet to get up and start over.

It’s not time to pay bills, clean house, write letters.
   Go. Do.
It’s a space warm and slow.

It’s like the quiet of a stable
   Cloaked with gentler sounds
As childhood ought to be.

The sun shines between showers
   It doesn’t know yesterday,
Or tomorrow.

Yesterday thousands died in an earthquake
   Wars have not ceased.
Disease and misery flourish.

But like the space between raindrops
   There are moments even dragons must sleep.
Treasure this space. And then…

“The cattle are lowing, the baby wakes…”
Like the peace of snowfall
Take Christmas with you into the fray.