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Kythryne posted in her blog about exercising the creative muscles and I winced. It's been a ridiculous week on that front for me. I'm stalled on my writing projects, though I did submit an application for an interesting contract deal. But otherwise, no go.

So I demand assistance from livejournal world. I need some prompts outside of my own brain. Give me a picture, a photograph, a scenario, a sentence, a fandom pairing, anything. Something you would like me to write some short fiction about.

Date: 2007-12-14 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] coyotegoth.livejournal.com
If you're up for a crack!fic notion, there's always this. (The photo link is worth a look, too.)

Date: 2007-12-14 10:18 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-12-14 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delchi.livejournal.com
http://www.delchi.net/ans.jpg

Date: 2007-12-14 11:32 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-12-15 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kythryne.livejournal.com
Clock-making. :)

Date: 2007-12-15 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halfacork.livejournal.com

We have a book called Obituary Cocktail. I won't tell you what it is, just the name, because I think the name rocks.

Date: 2007-12-15 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvanis.livejournal.com
Image (http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/View.aspx?MonorailPanda128421404660396250.jpg)
moar funny pictures (http://icanhascheezburger.com)

Date: 2007-12-15 05:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cymry.livejournal.com
Venice.

Date: 2007-12-15 09:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cjwriter.livejournal.com
I have this book.

http://www.amazon.com/Writers-Idea-Book-Jack-Heffron/dp/158297179X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1197711679&sr=1-3

Um, penguins are always fun.

Starter Sentences:

Date: 2007-12-15 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] abbismom.livejournal.com
Stepping out from the grove of trees, he slowed his gait. The sun glistened on the still pond directly ahead of him. After so much anticipation, he was suddenly afraid of what he would see. But there was nothing for it; he had to go forward. He reached the shores, and looked down at the glistening waters...
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