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Writing Prompt
« on: February 08, 2009, 03:41:51 AM »
Sometimes we get stuck, but it helps if you can just get something out there.  So, here is the writing prompt I propose:
Add one sentence to the one above (or that would follow in sequence) and see if it helps.  Remember the rules of the forum.  I'll start.



Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #1 on: February 09, 2009, 06:45:10 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state.

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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2009, 07:32:07 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #3 on: February 11, 2009, 05:54:34 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #4 on: February 13, 2009, 12:27:38 AM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.  Silvia looked around, trying to take control of her whirling thoughts.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #5 on: February 14, 2009, 10:24:15 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.  Silvia looked around, trying to take control of her whirling thoughts. There was something she had to do–something important.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #6 on: February 15, 2009, 05:10:50 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.  Silvia looked around, trying to take control of her whirling thoughts. There was something she had to do–something important.

Silvia got up from the cot, smoothing the front of the green paper gown she wore, and took stock of her situation.
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #7 on: February 16, 2009, 05:35:36 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.  Silvia looked around, trying to take control of her whirling thoughts. There was something she had to do–something important.

Silvia got up from the cot, smoothing the front of the green paper gown she wore, and took stock of her situation.

'Alright, she thought, I was at the bonfire with Gus and we left to go to his flat. Why can't I remember what happened next?'
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Re: Writing Prompt
« Reply #8 on: February 16, 2009, 08:18:45 PM »
Looking around, Silvia thought that this might be some kind of cell, though she didn't remember ever having been in a prison.  A giant foam index finger used in sporting events rested over her right hand; a sight which only added to her already bewildered state. She tried to pry the ridiculous thing off her hand, only to find that it was firmly attached, robbing her of its use.

She was, of course, referring to its use as a flammable object.  Silvia looked around, trying to take control of her whirling thoughts. There was something she had to do–something important.

Silvia got up from the cot, smoothing the front of the green paper gown she wore, and took stock of her situation.

'Alright, she thought, I was at the bonfire with Gus and we left to go to his flat. Why can't I remember what happened next?' And then she remembered.
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