Tag: prompt
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The Old Woman
Prompt: Write two versions of the same story, narrating back and forth between a ‘now’ scene and a ‘then’ scene. Version A should be in first person or third person, version B should be in the other. Version A should be all in present tense, all in past tense, or ‘now’ in present tense with…
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Portrait of a Man
“Who am I, Gamling?” King Théoden asks of his lieutenant in a calm-before-the-storm moment of hopelessness and self-doubt. I like to consider my identity as that of a Renaissance Man of the People. This may be considered a compound epithet merging, of course, the phrases Renaissance Man and Man of the People. A Renaissance Man…
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I am a puzzle
A maelstrom of identities To be flipped and sorted and examined Five hundred, a thousand, and more hats to wear In each moment Some too proud Others too timid Few just right But each eventually finds its place Only to be determined Through trial and good intent The true work begins As attention finally shifts…
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Art not Power
J.R.R. Tolkien was a prolific letter writer, so much so that there is an entire tome compiling his correspondence. In Letter 131, Tolkien writes that “[Elvish] ‘magic’ is Art… and its object is Art not Power, sub-creation not domination.” Distilling this into a theme of Art versus Power, this magic of Tolkien had already meant…
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Lentils, pizza, yogurt
Lentils, of course – as I detail here. Other than that, though, I make a pretty decent pizza. Here’s a simple dough recipe. Then just add whatever you want. I do sauce, cheese, onion, garlic, tomatoes, shredded tofu meat, and seasonings (I do black pepper, Italian seasoning, and nutritional yeast). You want the secret ingredient?…
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Different
Everything could be done differently. In fact, everything is done differently; that’s the (beauty of the) subjective human experience. But, that’s me ignoring the question. What could I do differently? A lot of things, certainly, but many things are probably so ingrained and unconscious that they’d be extraordinarily difficult for me to do differently. Anyway,…
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A Surreptitiously Obtained Roll of Film (Part 2)
Part 1 Marty plunged onward into the all-consuming dark of the warehouse, his phone’s flashlight doing little but draining battery. Minute after minute passed as Marty crept foreward cautiously, hands and arms extended, careful not to trip over something or bump his head into something. In this fashion, he lost all sense of distance, direction,…