Take a Deep Breath
I am drawn to things that say 642 writing prompts, 642 drawing prompts, write the story of your life with 320 prompts.
Last week when I meandered about in one of the few independent bookstores within an hour's ride from my home, I knew that I wanted to find something beyond the pale of ordinary.
While walking around the store and making my selections I happened upon the 642 writing prompts book. I read the introduction and the layout appealed to my sense of adventure—boxes for some short prompts, pages for longer prompts. I must admit that I didn't really read the prompts.
The first long prompt asked me to imagine that I was an astronaut and then to describe a perfect day. It's difficult to visualize myself as an astronaut when I don't like long plane rides. So I had to start off explaining that it was a stretch for me to imagine myself in that position. Once I accepted the challenge I envisioned taking a walk in space—securely tethered to the spaceship.
And that set me off to wondering about being tethered to anything—either floating in space or climbing up the side of a rock or on an ascent up a snow covered mountain with perilous crevasses, or attached to a safety line while on a roof.
And then there's the aerialist Dolly Jacobs who performs without a net— because "using a net is like drag racing at 20 miles per hour."
So there I was writing about my walk in space, looking down, experiencing vertigo, checking the tether, tugging it to make sure everything was secure when I stopped worrying and started to really look around.
By the time I began to enjoy my romp the page ended and if I turned the page I had to face the next prompt: "You've just received a ransom note."
Last week when I meandered about in one of the few independent bookstores within an hour's ride from my home, I knew that I wanted to find something beyond the pale of ordinary.
While walking around the store and making my selections I happened upon the 642 writing prompts book. I read the introduction and the layout appealed to my sense of adventure—boxes for some short prompts, pages for longer prompts. I must admit that I didn't really read the prompts.
The first long prompt asked me to imagine that I was an astronaut and then to describe a perfect day. It's difficult to visualize myself as an astronaut when I don't like long plane rides. So I had to start off explaining that it was a stretch for me to imagine myself in that position. Once I accepted the challenge I envisioned taking a walk in space—securely tethered to the spaceship.
And that set me off to wondering about being tethered to anything—either floating in space or climbing up the side of a rock or on an ascent up a snow covered mountain with perilous crevasses, or attached to a safety line while on a roof.
And then there's the aerialist Dolly Jacobs who performs without a net— because "using a net is like drag racing at 20 miles per hour."
So there I was writing about my walk in space, looking down, experiencing vertigo, checking the tether, tugging it to make sure everything was secure when I stopped worrying and started to really look around.
By the time I began to enjoy my romp the page ended and if I turned the page I had to face the next prompt: "You've just received a ransom note."
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