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 |  GoT plus the PromptMaster! and Cards Against Authors stuff (poetry and short stories) |
 Apparently this is going to be a load of writing of various types - stories, poems, reviews and, no doubt, just about anything else you can think of.. |
| Garcia Reports “Psst, Garcia, are you ready to unload?” “I have it, boss, but it’s in code.” “And can we read it, is it broken?” “In places yes, but just a token.” “Well, leave it in the litter bin - I’ll work on it until I’m in.” “It’s done already, waiting now.” “Good work, Garcia, you’ve kept your vow.” “Thanks, boss, until I see you next.” “You’re welcome - now go get some rest. While I will wrestle with the trash through burgers bad and ice cold mash to find your message and decipher the work I do and none the wiser.” Line count: 14 Free verse For Cards Against Authors, Week Nine Prompt Prompt Card: Write a poem where you remain secretive or vague about the main subject. |
| Of Upper Lips Now at last the worst has happened, disaster swoops, my will to sap and drain me of all hope to win; so low am I my head’s aspin. Yet my mood is not downhearted, I feel better than when I started, my burdens fade and fall away, much brighter now the coming day. You see as I have reached the nadir, ill fortune serves to make me hardier and I rejoice, am certain sure, tomorrow brings my wondrous cure. For now that I have reached the deepest and may indeed seem done and weakest, directional choice I have but one and that is upward - and I shall run! Line count: 16 Rhymed quatrains aabb For PromptMaster! Week 1 Task Prompt Prompt: Write about disappointment or sadness that reads strangely cheerful or upbeat. |
| Instruction Manual Way back in the mists of time software came in boxes, marvellous things with opening tricks to tease anticipation, amazing with invention, pull out these flaps and bend this leaf, extract the hidden lip and box within a box, the treasure’s slow revealed. A floppy disk (remember those?) or later a CDj but more, oh joy and boundless glee, a manual we see, a solid tome, a pristine brick, a slab of arcane knowledge; ‘tis all the weight and glory of anticipation’s boon. Now at pinnacle of expectation’s guile, we riffle through the hallowed leaves, brand new, untouched, and prime, the smell, the feel, the bounty spread, immersed we are and worshippers of program’s vestibule. No thought of loading digitalic discs invades our blissful trance; with reverent hands we lift the tome and place it on the shelf, amidst its fellows proudly tiered, untouched, unread, but evidence of honour new acquired. And so we turn at last away, excitement thus fulfilled, and thoughts descend to application loading and binary life unfolding. Line count: 36 Free verse For PromptMaster! March Week 1 Prize Prompt Prompt: The most exciting thing to find in an instruction manual. |
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