This meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues led
her to bow out for a while. The meme was too much fun to let go, and
now Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast.
Essentially the aim of this meme is to encourage us to write. Each
week we are given some prompts. These prompts can be words, phrases,
music or images.
What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...
We can use some or all of the prompts, and mixing and matching is encouraged.
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. This fun meme includes cheering on the other participants.
And the more the merrier
goes here as well, so if you are posting on your own blog then please
tell us in the comments, so that all other participants, can come along
and applaud.
Demand
Surface
Cave
Labyrinth
Unheard
Wonder
And/or
Chest
Wishful
Swam
Swarm
Swan
Procession
And/or the saying: You can't have your cake and eat it!
Have fun.
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You are giving us some great prompts.
SvarSletI look forward to see what you get out of them.
SletAn inspiring list of words! A few images came to mind as I read them. I look forward to seeing how people interpret the prompts.
SvarSletI hope you sometimes would like to participate, it's free and fun - no prizes only praise :)
SletI need to get this off my chest. There is no orderly procession in my head. None. So many ideas floated/swam to the top when I saw these prompts. The thoughts which surface from the labyrinth of my mind are a very mixed bag; wishful thinking, voices finally brave enough to demand that they are unheard more, awe, wonder and delight.
SvarSletNearly forgotten stories have their place too, swans triumphantly throwing off their ugly duckling disguise (though I would dispute any duckling being ugly), caves which harbor and shelter dragons…
There are some in our society (and I name no names) who eat their cake, and then steal other peoples and claim it as their own. They have their cake, they eat their cake (and mine too) and bank some for later. I refuse to think of them. Dragons, swans and ducklings are much better places to dwell.
What a mixed bag. But I agree no ducklings are ugly, not the swan ones either.
SletAnd that dragons, swans and ducklings are necessary for our mental well-being is a thing that those cake-eating and -stealing not-to-be-named people will never understand.
This is a stream of consciousness piece of art. Thank you for writing.
Love you story and the unspoken innuendos.
SletInteresting, this labyrinth within our heads, eh?!
SletIndeed, most well done!
Slet@Elephant's child: 'Dragons, swans and ducklings are much better places to dwell.' - I like that.
SletWorking on it, will be back to link up soon.
SvarSletAnd a good story it is!
SletMy story is over here.
SletI like the words and already a germ of an idea is beginning in my mind. I will post something on Friday as always.
SvarSletThat's just fine - and I'll read it Thursday as I always do ;) As it's still Thursday late afternoon here, when it's Friday your place. Confusing? ... just a bit!
SletMy story is posted on my blog now.
SvarSletI'll be over and read it soon.
SletHardly had they escaped the labyrinth, when the cave caved. There was a swarm of shooting stars, and in front of their eyes swam a procession of swans on the lake's surface. One of those unheard-of wonders.
SvarSletAnd the wishfully demanded chest? Empty. Well, you can't have your cake and eat it!
Sean Jeating: I like this - but I am a big, big fan of wonders (unheard or otherwise).
SletLike EC I am a fan of wonders. And this is one. Thank you.
SletFun story, it sounds about like how things often happen.
SletMine has been posted here
SvarSletI was just thinking about my son, the entomologist.
SvarSletMadison gazed at the destruction in her brother's room. The surface was a layer of dirty clothes, one that demanded to be washed. She wondered how Gil could find anything in this labyrinth of clothes, dirty dishes, and most of all, the phone. Sighing, Madison trudged into Gil's cave, hoping the phone was not on the bottom layer. Rings had gone unheard for days. Then she screamed. There was the phone, in tarantula cage. Oh, this would not go without revenge.
@Susan Kane: That sounds like a teenage boy's room. Maybe he have a system or maybe he's using those piles of clothes to stop himself from using the phone and getting lost in social media.
SletHave a lovely day.
I have only managed to use one word from the prompts which I don't know if I even should post my link here but I will.
SvarSletchicks in space link here
Have a lovely day.
Thank you for posting your link here - of course you should. How else can we pop over and read your story. And we should - all uf us. THis is top Sci-Fi like in the golden age. Keep it coming!
Slet