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Using blog entries and comments as prompts

I think we-writers need to be open to any prompt that is presented to us. The more unusual the better. If thought of/expressed by someone else first? Just as good. I am inspired by blog entries. Sometimes I wax poetic in my response. Sometimes...

"My life was preordained to become a heap of scraps: tiny notes I could never find; shredded pages I hoped others had never read. It was the rotting tomes stuck in the depths of my inner closet that worried me most."

Whose blog did I write a comment in that I revised as above? It would make a good opening paragraph to a short story.

Kåre slept through the night tossed by dreams and the warm sticky air. He woke to cool breezes removing the slick from his skin. Reluctant to move he sought to snuggle and fall back to sleep. The aroma of coffee wafted over him. Damn the neighbors for opening their windows and getting up so early, he thought. He got up and started to vacuum in protest. It gave him something to lean on, something to do. Swaying slowly he made his way to the kitchen. And damn decaf too! He laid the cleaner up against the wall and scooped out some Kenyan, enough to make him a pot. Dark fragrance of coffee dripping and white noise of the vacuum blocked out his thoughts. Yet he wished he could remember his dreams, grasp each thread of color, each hint of touch. [86]

"At night the stars are fully present, probably some I see are not even in existence because of the distance and speed of light." so wrote Nada

I sprawled out on the green carpet of dormant wheat. In February Orion hunted through his field of stars. I could almost hear the bark of his dog in the sough of the breeze. "One arrow" I begged him. "There is sorrow deep in this soil; I would seek your sky." But the hunter remained fixed on his prey. "Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow he'll be back", sighed the wheat. But stiff against the ground I kept praying to the Dog-star, "Take me. Take me." until the dawn thawed the ache of my grief. [92]

Montana: 'Twas a wet and stormy day 63° at 7 pm.

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