So. OK. The weekend is officially over. However, sometimes things happen and you decide, why the heck not? I tried to picture myself having the guts to read this as Slam Poetry. By the way, I have no idea what I am talking about but hey, if you don’t occasionally put yourself out there and try, how do you know? And how do you grow?
A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thanks for hosting, Sammi!
Word Prompt
Vortex
Challenge
One; annoyance, okay, it happens
Another; surprise, endurable, that’s life
Subsequent; disbelief and anger, really?
What direction this momentum?
What volume does it portend?
Can it be redirected?
Pressure
Children
House
Car
Bills
Broken here
Damaged there
Sucked into a vortex that won’t let go
Pulling away and down
What life, this?
Pressure
Children
House
Car
Bills
So tired
Suddenly, flung from the maelstrom
Disembarked rather brutally
Landing with a thud
Thought it would change everything
Time to change perspective
Or is it perception?
Begin afresh
Pressure
Children
House
Car
Bills
Still there
This time, better prepared
A Dalectable Life 
Q,
You’re slamming it girl.Sooo good! I imagine you struggled with this? Thought to yourself . . . Nah.
Then hit publish.
And Slam!
Dunk. . .
😉
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B,
Oh you!
Yes, I struggled. Yes I
thinkthought…meh (not nah).Then, closed my eyes, hit publish and figured… there it goes. Ready or not.
Q
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Writing should be a struggle. It should hurt just a little bit. Maybe even a lot bit. In the deep down of us. Because that’s where anything worth it is hiding, begging to be heard, and written.
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I am realising it more and more, thanks to you. And this one I could not just write ‘n go… didn’t work that way.
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It doesn’t, work that way. It’s inconvenient and uncomfortable. And that’s when you curse it for being so, and thank it at the very same time. What a trip, eh?
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Dang… how did I get here? I’m blaming you, just so you know.
What a trip indeed.
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Everything needs a something else. Or in this case, someone else. And I’ve always been an instigator, so there’s that.
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You are right about that. And you are quite the instigator!
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I ain’t ever admitted to such a thing. Ain’t ever will. Yep . . western talk. I do me a Clint Eastwood, meanly.
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Take that out of your mouth… coz it’s too late. Ya did.
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It’s too late. I done did do that!
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That you done.
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Jesus. Late to the game and Marc stole my God damn words. Slam dunk. Loved it. Working on getting my own ass in gear (apple’s auto correct of ass in heat will make for an interesting prompt some day). Bravo Dale!
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Aw shucks, Karen. Thank you so very much.
Now I am quite curious. I was telling Marc that I have trouble writing anything decent without a prompt… And you give great prompts. 😉
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This is what I heard on the streets of Chicago last week: “
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Whoops Hanging out at the cemetery
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LOL.
Hanging out at the cemetery, eh? Hmmm
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I know. I’m going to sleep on that one. What fun … and mischief …
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It could be indeed…
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KC,
Wait . . . wha? I stole your thunder as per those God given words? Sans the God given part?
Okay. Umm . . . sorry?
Less.
Yeah, it’s a cheap ass billboard look at me reference to my blog. And you know what? I’m okay with that . . .
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I’ll just sit back and watch you two duke it out. I’m rather enjoying this. Reminds me of when Gerry and Philip fought over me at Camp Wilviken in Grade 5…
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Wait. Wha? So you mean me and KC are duking it out over you? Very 2018, Q. I’m all about that.
Peace out sistah. In propah.
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Well… maybe I’m just choosing to see it that way… 😉
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As. Per. Usual. 😉
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Wow. Does your talent have no ceiling? Love this line esp: Suddenly, flung from the maelstrom
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Well gee… How nice of you!!
I kinda liked that one too 😉
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I read it as if I was listening to you ‘slamming’ it – I think it works really well, lots of attitude 🙂
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Thank you, dear Andrea!
I’ve been enjoying challenging myself to stuff I never did before… call me crazy…
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Dear Dale,
I agree with Marc. You’re slamming it. I love the rhythm of this. Super use of the prompt. I raise my coffee and slurp in your honour. 😉 Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Why thank you, my friend.
Chin chin and slurp!
Losta love,
Dale
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Love your repetitions spiraling vortex-like down through your words. Really good piece.
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Thank you so much, Vi!
You’re the only one to mention it and so I wondered if it worked. Am so very glad you think so.
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I definitely do think it worked.
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Grinning, now
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Inspired, both choice of subject and rendition. I mean, when I say the prompt: Vortex. I thought of lavatory cleaner.
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Ha ha ha!
Love it. When I googled Vortex, I found lots of company names… I was looking for inspiration. Didn’t see the cleaner, though 😂
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I’m not sure there is one, but it sounded apt.
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ha ha! And why not? It would definitely work…
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S’what I thought
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🙂
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