Self Assigned Writing Prompts – aka, Hopefully a Cure For Writer’s Block?

This week, I’m going to write every other day. Here are the prompts I’ve assigned myself for every other day this week. These are desperate writing (and reading) times for me. I haven’t finished reading a book in over a month. Ridiculous. And my writing has been pretty scant. This makes me unhappy, and I won’t have that.

These are listicles in three images (objects) each. One for every other day this week. In some there are animals. I love animals. They are not objects. But mostly these images are places or things.

Monday (today)

A pink tulle gown, a little black cat, Camille Saint Saens’ The Bacchanale.

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Edit –

Tuesday – Done, but skipped Wednesday

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Thursday

A green Adirondack chair, Agatha Christie’s The Pale Horse, and a red velvet cake.

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Saturday

A street named Northrup. This is a nonfiction street in Portland Oregon, but I’ll be writing about a fictional Northrup street in Saturday’s tale. An envelope containing only sprigs of rosemary, and an orange tabby cat.

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Monday (next week)

A pink sapphire bracelet found buried under a pink rosebush in Dixmont Mansion’s perennial garden, Perry Mason, the Bichon Frise who digs up said pink sapphire bracelet. The dog, Perry Mason being named after the brilliant fictional defense attorney, Perry Mason. And Agatha Christie’s mystery novel, Dumb Witness.

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Wednesday (also, next week)

A blue silk bowtie with red polka dots, a pair of tasseled black loafers, size eleven, a gray tabby cat.

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