WRITING PROMPTS ROUND UP

Here we go, a selection of the daily writing prompts I put up on Twitter. Follow me here, but do say hello so I can follow you back!

* A banker takes a holiday...

* An argument conducted through Facebook statuses (stati?)

* Fish and chips always taste best when...

* An exhaustively detailed account of opening the curtains...

* I'm in the mood for ....

TWITTER WRITING PROMPTS

I've got a bit lost with putting up on here my daily writing prompts from Twitter, so here's a random selection.

Take, enjoy, write - and don't judge me. It's fiction!



* She knew she shouldn't have pretended to be a doctor...

* He thought everyone else would be in fancy dress...

* Stood up by John Logie Baird...

* Things I don't want to own any more...

* The splinter...

* Making breakfast for a stranger ...

* My cupboards have been rearranging themselves without me...

* He has started to dress like Cheryl Cole ...

Places to sit...

I've loved public benches for many many years, possibly since I was a teenager and we used to hang out round the bench near the public telephone box. Drive through every small English village, and you'll see teenagers gathering round benches, just doing nothing, except of course they're not doing nothing, they're doing the only kind of living they can until they 'break right OUT of there' and hit the big towns. Anyway, my heart must have got lost somewhere on those benches, because they still have the power to make me excited. So excited, in fact, that I started a small bench blog some time ago, just for me. But it seems people have been visiting, perhaps having a quiet sit down there, so I guess I'll have to start doing nothing on it properly.

In the meantime, here are two of the benches in Tunbridge Wells from my photo collection. I've picked them, not because I knew the people, or they're particularly beautiful, but there something so poignant about where they are both placed.

This one - 'it's all good' ...



... sits directly above the park basketball courts where I hope Aymen was able to enjoy playing once ...



And this one - 'someone special' - says nothing more than that, no dates or reason why she's special....



... although the view of the children's playground you get when you sit on Jane's bench somehow speaks of a love of life and gentleness to me...



And I'm away now for a couple of days, so just so I don't fall behind on prompts, here are two ...

Wednesday - ... Wave at the grey car ...

Thursday ... lay your head on my shoulder ...