Well yeah, if you exclude the primary stories to finish critiquing this morning (4 of 7 done last night) and posting these prompts.
I love the sensation of using poetry books to generate prompt-phrases. This is a great tip for block BTW. Just flick through any good anthology and copy out twenty random lines, lines that obviously "caught your eye"
Write them out, print the list. squeeze them, shuffle them, and if a story doesn't present itself with all thos fantastiv voices, check your pulse.
THE PROMPTS
down by one of the fish houses
IRON
The tinkle of cannons
MARSHMALLOW
Finally, the last one to know.
I have eaten the Haribo
The Amazing Debut of Wilberforce Smith
The Book
He's gay isn't he?
Bread and Dripping, Salt, The Smell of Old Dappers
Nobody in the lane and nothing, nothing but blackberries
Knitted Swimming Trunks
Your heartbeat, flew like a startled bird
PHONE
soaked for forty-eight hours
In Raglan Lane, in the gentle rain, I saw dark love again
CHANNEL 4
Maggie's taking care of a man who's dying
If Dad
his beautiful, not quite dutiful, wife
You weren't well, or really ill yet either
I will place three crosses
splashes through the disinfectant tray
the Elvis impersonator dreams
Come into the garden, Maud
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