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A Friday Prompt

I want to prompt you today to think creatively. If you want to participate, build on my writing prompt below and write the next sentence or two. Make it a love story, a poem, a mystery, a sci-fi, humor, or anything you want it to be.  Make it your own.

It seemed like yesterday that I was in that kindergarten program where I walked across the stage only once as the sun, but I really wanted to be one of the dancing daisies. My entire world changed that day when I looked up and saw….

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Carol Kilgore said…
...the man with the gun. I screamed.
November 5, 2010 at 1:53 PM
Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise) said…
my mama sitting there in the audience in her big old pick hair rollers and her favorite blue house coat. Daddy eyes beamed as he sat beside mom. It wasn't often but sometimes he would.........
November 5, 2010 at 1:53 PM
Mason Canyon said…
...the boy of my dreams playing the part of the moon. I know I would be head over heels in love forever.

Great prompt. Have a wonderful weekend.

Mason
Thoughts in Progress
November 5, 2010 at 2:09 PM
Joanne said…
... when I looked up and saw the glimmer of the stage lights. And now, here I am, living the dream at my Broadway debut.
November 5, 2010 at 3:14 PM
T. Powell Coltrin said…
Carol, Nezzy, Mason, Joanne, Love, love, love these. They are just as unique as the talented women who wrote them.

Thanks for playing.
November 5, 2010 at 4:31 PM
JeMA said…
...a mouse scurry across the stage floor, and zip up my teacher's stocking into her pant leg. I decided that day that I would be a skirt wearing girl.


Thanks! That was fun!
November 5, 2010 at 4:37 PM
Unknown said…
It seemed like yesterday that I was in that kindergarten program where I walked across the stage only once as the sun, but I really wanted to be one of the dancing daisies. My entire world changed that day when I looked up and saw….

my teacher holding up the costume of Elvis. Now my daily line in Vegas is, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."
November 5, 2010 at 5:27 PM
Gail said…
...my dearly departed Grandpa sitting on the rafters above the stage, smiling down at me. With a wink and a thumb's up, I heard, Keep on shining, gal, make me proud! Then he spat
out his chaw of tobacco just like he always did.

Thanks for the fun!!
November 5, 2010 at 6:53 PM
Anonymous said…
a bright and brilliant wormhole suck the lead daisies off into a parallel universe. At last! My chance to be the lead daisy!
November 5, 2010 at 7:55 PM
T. Powell Coltrin said…
Clarissa, Sometimes we just need that nudge to our destiny.

Gail, I hope I don't dream about your dear grandpa. That was pretty vivid.

Stephen, That's my kind of finish...sweet revenge...oh and the right part.
November 5, 2010 at 8:40 PM
CM said…
my mom, sober for the last time before her car accident.

(Sorry, I know it's a downer...but it's the first thing that came to my mind and is not far from the truth.)
November 6, 2010 at 4:36 PM
Mary Aalgaard said…
The guys in the tech booth, and the shadow of someone behind the spotlight. That's when I knew I wanted to be one of the people who control the sound, lights, and shadows. That's where I belonged. I tossed off the sun and headed up the stairs to the light booth.
November 6, 2010 at 4:40 PM
T. Powell Coltrin said…
CM, It's not a downer but a great addition to my prompt. Love it.

Mary, How many times do we wish we could do that, throw off the sun and go to what we really want to do?
November 6, 2010 at 7:30 PM
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