threeplusfire: (holiday tree)
three ([personal profile] threeplusfire) wrote2007-12-14 04:00 pm

halp, my brains are frozen

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.

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

[personal profile] marz 2007-12-14 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)

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

[identity profile] nimlowyn.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)

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

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

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

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

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

[identity profile] cjwriter.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
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:

[identity profile] abbismom.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
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...