November 20, 2018 – Sunsets and Heartbeats

This week we had a take home prompt. We were to use the sentences below as your prompt make one the first sentence and the other the last sentence but use both. Limit to 500 words or less.

*Sunsets will never be the same again

*Heart beats shouldn’t be this loud

Sunsets Seen Differently

Heartbeats shouldn’t be this loud. I said in that bleary stage before my mind grasped where I was. I woke in the dark of the night, alone. I felt a mighty massive fist clasping my heart and squeezing it trying to wring every drop of blood from it. I could sense it pulsing in my ears, and I feared when I would no longer hear it. My breaths which had been weak gasps now diminished to shallow gulps. I was descending into a black hole and as I fell I spun and all around me a high pitched shrieking scream rose and fell, rose and fell, rose and fell. Then vanished.
Hours later I revived to find myself surrounded by beeping, throbbing, susurrating machines. Perhaps the scream I’d heard had been the shrill sound of an ambulance’s siren. Who had known? Who had called? Who was the angel that saved me from a death for which I was not yet ready?
I will see things differently from this day forward, and sunsets will never be the same.

Christine Howard

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September 24, 2013 Prompt–What Would Happen If….

What Would Happen If….

All the electrical currents stopped working.

People depend too much on machines and do not use their brains anymore. Math skills have been lost because of calculators.

People do not communicate in person as much, or even talk, because they use the art of texting.

It would be interesting to see how these children that live on video games and are eternal couch potatoes would react to a different reality, A REAL ONE. Put them on a farm; make them play a sport, no engaging in anything technical for a week. A certain lifestyle of the past is now lost and is gone. The ‘good old days’ are gone forever.

Every generation has their memories, but none is as pleasing to remember as those of the baby boomers are. Can you imagine being over 100 years old and watching the first car and/train appear and towards the end of life, see jet planes and cars that do not need fuel to run? It must be really hard to comprehend, but what a gift to have all of that knowledge and be able to share these experiences with others.

I am sure a lot of it would be more than inconceivable to todays’ youth. It would be fantasy to them and hard to comprehend at all.

I would love to watch this happen to several young people that I know or would enjoy knowing better; if they could slow down and have a down to earth or real conversation, on a one to one level.

This loss of energy or power will more than likely actually happen. Bank records and everything important lost because people do not keep handwritten records anymore. No money can be taken out of the bank everyone goes back to bartering or some/many stealing for a meal.

We need to prepare ourselves in many ways and be at least somewhat ready for a major disastrous event. Even an earthquake that is long overdue could happen at any second. Are you ready —I am not?

Shirley Lentz

 

What would happen if I chose not to respond to this prompt at all?

Would the sky turn black? No problem there. It’s already black (if you get high enough above the earth’s surface).

Would terrorists blow up a few more of our buildings? No problem there. We build them as fast as they can blow them.

Would all our great universities crumble into disorderly heaps of dried cow dung ? No Problem there. What else is new?

Would I lose my virility? No problem there. Most of its gone already.

Would my writing group cast me out in disgrace? No problem there. That can happen at any time for any reason.

Would my adult children desert me? No problem there. They already have (thank God).

Would I lose my fine writing ability? No problem there. It’s not that great to begin with anyway.

Would my wife trade me in for a newer model? No problem there. She could definitely do better but I don’t think she’d be able to duplicate my comical and cynical outlook on life. She’d miss that.

Would my dog go on a backpacking trip around the country and abandon me for a better partner? No problem there. She’ll never find a better caretaker than I am, especially one who loves her as much as I do.

So, in view of the total absence of negative consequences for non-participation, I think I’ll just kick back and daydream about hot sex, cold beer and life on a desert island .

No prompt response today.

Lloyd Rain