A naked page feels like an open thought to me that can potentially evolve into many different directions depending on my mood prior to one vector shooting out. It start like a blank morning page, which can then fill up…

The naked page has been arresting my attention lately. Usually, I just plunge right in but I have been aware that I care more about what my reader might think of me or whether I can write or if I…

I get high from the fragrance of a store that sells paper. Shelves full of notebooks, blank journals lined and unlined, stacks of cards, and packets of writing paper thick with promise. Colorful bindings, cunningly designed covers and frontispieces ,…

With a few health issues, and at excess of 70 years old, I don’t do much of anything in a hurry. People find me doddering I think, especially my partner, for whom fast is one of the main virtues. To…

The naked page stares at me, looking like virgin snow a pristine beach a tree reinvented Remember lined binder paper? Remember opening a fresh package? Remember the feel of the paper under your hand as you wrote Lynn Goodwin January…

Here is a scene. The mountains of Merano rise protectively behind my grandmother, her feet quick on the cobblestoned street. She's trying to walk without feeling hunted but it's been hard to disentangle it all. Even though she knows the…

It was a house built for the life of another era. A coach house with upstairs quarters for staff where the previous owner’s highly rouged and florally attired housekeeper and her absent husband lived. It was built for a time…

A light dusting of snow , a clear sky, a cold that seeps down to the bone. Made the first cup of coffee in the stove top espresso maker. A taste rich and full bodied. First sip and the mind…

Please do not think I am totally ungrateful if you try to do things for me that really don't feel good to me. But, yet again, maybe I am an ungrateful person -- at least sometimes. I can think of…

OK, the prompt today, "Do not think I am ungrateful" immediately brought up my mom and dad. In recent years (decades?) I have been preoccupied with the ways I think they hurt me, let me down, and caused so many…

Do not think I am ungrateful for your request. You come with your begging bowl and I have rice to give you. My need to help is as deep as your need. My eyes open reluctantly in the late morning…

Hello new partner! I am taking a POV class this month with Rachel Howard so am going to use these prompts to write using different styles this week. Or I won't be using the prompts at all. Thanks for being…