I’ve had a great time doing these every weekend — you guys are nefarious idea-mancers, flinging white-hot bolts of creative inspiration at me, which I’ve done a yeoman’s job lobbing back over the net.
[TENNIS METAPHOR. BAM.]
This week, could I humbly request — well, something a little more vague? The past few weeks people have given me extremely specific prompts, and I’ve had to sort of push it around my plate with a fork for a while.
One of the best prompts I’ve received was “music as weapon” and I had a freaking blast with that one, and am quite proud of the results. [Thanks again, HTBS!]
Glass Dogs. [ Go ahead — read it again!]
So, I think what I’m asking for is for you to give me an idea — not a plot. Make with the vague!
Forgive the presumption! FORGIVE IT, OR THE WEASELS.
[The weasels are bad.]
Drop your lovely ideas in the comments, and I’ll churn out a story for the shiniest.
Monkshood.
(NOT a piece of clothing.)
NICE.
>.> Does this mean my prompt is…gasp…the WINNER????? *runs around screaming with joy*
Ha! Not quite yet, I’m going to be away from the internet through Sunday, and I’ll pick the winner when I get back.
I’m holding back and trying not to be greedy! I want to hear other’s ideas 🙂
Very noble of you.
Is this more of what you mean:
Chaos birds.
YESSSSS. THE POWER , IT FILLS ME.
Hmmmm….vague….I can do vague. A man walks into a pharmacy with a revolver, not a 9mm, dressed as a cowboy. He then starts shooting up the place because it is actually run by a family of were-bears and they have been poisoning the good peoples’ drugs and stealing virgins on the weekends. I’m thinking the were-bears also love Chinese Food.