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promptsbytaurie · 6 months
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dialogue prompts: ~six words edition~
!!please credit/tag me if you use any!!
"That definitely wasn't supposed to happen."
"Can you shut up for once?"
"If you're a princess, then I'm...?"
"Woah, look at this pretty necklace!"
"I think we... used to be."
"That's not how this works, sweetheart."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Hi, yeah, sorry about the wings."
"C'mere, love, we have work still."
"No god can save us now."
"I expected you to be taller."
"Holy shit, your feet are freezing."
"Maybe we could try going there."
"You are a hot mess, darling."
"It's always one or the other."
"Do I mean nothing to you?"
"Shh, I know, love, I know."
"Hey, come back, that's my stuff!"
"Can't you just magic it away?"
"Life is pain, god is dead."
"Oh, I did not make that."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the Red Dancer."
"Look, meet back here after, okay?"
"We're gonna die here, aren't we."
"Why do you hide your eyes?"
"I'm a witch, dear, nothing more."
"There has to be some way."
"Don't put him down, that's littering."
"Did you just call me sweetheart?"
"Be careful, this is gonna sting."
"Fuck's sake, move your goddamn shit."
extra challenges:
use all 31 in one work.
write one prompt every day for a month.
use a random number generator and write 500 (or any set number of) words, and only that amount of words.
to add some spice to #3, set a timer!
for improv games, write these prompts on slips of paper and have participants choose one or two. they have to work it into the skit somehow!
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Our true feelings about race and identity are revealed in six words
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This is a poignant article about a project that Michele Norris started that tapped into people's thoughts about race in a profound way--using only six words. This is a gift🎁link, so anyone can read the full interactive article, even if they don't subscribe to The Washington Post. Below are some excerpts from the article:
I have always cringed when the accusations fly about someone allegedly “playing the race card.” It’s usually a proxy for “You’re making me uncomfortable, so please stop talking.” Or a diversionary tactic used to avoid having to speak about race with any kind of precision or specificity. A shorthand for “Just shut up.” And so, in 2010, I flipped the script, turning that accusatory phrase into a prompt to spark conversation. I printed 200 black postcards at my local FedEx Kinko’s on upper Wisconsin Avenue asking people to condense their thoughts on race or cultural identity into one sentence of six words. The front of the cards simply read:
Race. Your thoughts. 6 words. Please send.
I left the cards everywhere I traveled: in bookstores, in restaurants, at the information kiosks in airports, on the writing desks at all my hotels. Sometimes I snuck them inside airline in-flight magazines or left them at the sugar station at Starbucks. I hoped a few of those postcards would come back, thinking it would be worth the trouble if even a dozen people responded. Much to my surprise, strangers who stumbled on the cards would follow the instructions and use postage stamps to mail their six-word stories back to me in D.C. Since my parents were both postal workers, this gave me an extra thrill. Here I was, doing my part to support the Postal Service. Who says snail mail is dead? Half a dozen cards arrived within a week, then 12, then 20. Over time, that trickle became a tide. I have received more than 500,000 of these stories — and more arrive every day, though the vast majority of submissions now arrive through a website portal online. They have come from all 50 states and more than 100 countries. Though limited to six words, the stories are often shocking in their candor and intimacy. They reveal fear, disappointment, regret and resentment. Some are kissed by grace or triumph. A surprising number arrive in the form of a question, which suggests that many people hunger not just for answers but for permission to speak their truths. It was amazing what people could pack into such a small package:
Reason I ended a sweet relationship
Too Black for Black men’s love
Urban living has made me racist
Took 21 years to be Latina
Was considered White until after 9/11
Gay, but at least I’m White
I’m only Asian when it’s convenient
To keep the conversation going, I created a complementary website for the Race Card Project, where people could submit their six-word stories online. Over time we added two words to the submission form: “Anything else?” That changed everything. People sent in poems, essays, memos and historical documents to explain why they chose their six words. The archive came alive. It became an international forum where people could share their own stories but also learn much about life, as if it were lived by someone else.
I highly recommend reading the entire article, using the above gift link. As an olive-skinned Italian American, with curly hair, I have often felt like I am a walking Rorschach test for race. Even though I'm classified as "white" in the U.S., I've had people ask me if I'm a Latina, a Native American, Black, Egyptian, Jewish, and even a South Pacific Islander. Given my history, here are my six words on race.
A book is not it's cover.
I welcome people adding to this post their own 6 words on race.
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Six word memoirs are a good exercise to keep yourself writing when you just feel too blocked.
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guyawks · 5 months
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Life finds a way. Death too.
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mondfamilie · 6 months
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unbeständiges schlechtwetter älterer mann macht gedichte
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gtunesmiff · 3 days
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2024 APRIL POEM-A-DAY CHALLENGE: DAY 20 ~ UNCLE BENNY AND THE BEAR
UNCLE BENNY AND THE BEAR © 2024 G. Smith (BMI) ================== Picking on the back porch one Easter afternoon, Singing Resurrection hymns and good old gospel tunes. We took a break to tune up, and the way they always do, My bride’s daddy’s brothers started telling a tale or two.
Barry told a story ‘bout a beat up Shiv-o-lay, His dad nursed to work and back nearly every other day. Melvin spun a yarn about the step side pick-up truck, With a milk crate for a driver’s seat, that ran on prayer and luck.
All of us were laughing hard as coffee made the rounds; But the story Benny stared had us rolling on the ground. “Remember when that circus train got sidetracked up in town?” And he went on to tell about the elephants and clowns,
The man on the flying trapeze, and the lions and tigers and horses, The jugglers and high wire walkers, and the painted lady, of course. “C’mon now, Benny, get to the point. Your tellin’s gone to ramblin’.” With a twinkle in his eye, he kept on going without scurrying or scrambling.
“What I remember most of all, if you knot-heads will be quiet, “Was when the bear broke from his collar and nearly started a riot. “Remember that ol' trainer standing in the middle of Main, “Watching that rascal run away down Broad Street from the train?
“Why I can still hear Mama yelling over all the noise, “’Sam, you better get to roundin’ up our boys!’ “Well, Paw got all y’all, you know, except for lil’ ol’ me, “And I don’t guess I was much older than maybe two or three.
“But I remember clearly that I was quite surprised, “When that big ol’ bear stopped right there, and looked me in the eyes.” This is where Benny’s story telling takes on a little flair, And almost makes you think it’s true, that you are really there.
“Yeah, that furry beast looked down at me, I just looked right back, “Both of us just waiting to see which one would be attacked.” Benny had us where he wanted us, and paused for great effect, And not a single word was heard, the sign of true respect.
“That bear began to lick its chops, then stopped, and started howlin’ “’Cause he saw there behind me Mama staring back and growlin.’ “Well, that ol’ bear turned tail and ran, straight back to his trainer, “He knew gettin’ between Mama and me was mother-n-cub no brainer.”
No one on the porch could top that yarn, and no one tried, We’d laughed so long and hard that all of us had nearly cried. These family get-togethers would be too often under-praised, If not for all the stories and the memories they raised
If not for all the stories and the memories they raised.
===== Write a poem using at least three of the following six words: ◾ Bear ◾ Collar ◾ Flair ◾ Hear ◾ Praise ◾ Ramble …or for extra credit, use all six words.
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ohwaitwhatdamn · 1 month
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I wish we had more time together
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bonicobo · 3 months
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six words are enough
-dream the meaning of your reality-
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keenflowercupcake · 8 months
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Six Words ~and that seems like TOO MUCH~
No, my answer for everything today! Continue reading Untitled
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Six Word Sentences
"Do what you have to do."
"Not what I came here for."
"What do you want from me?"
"Don't talk to me ever again."
"I will see you later, ok?"
"What a silly question to ask."
"I can't stop thinking of you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Feel free to never come back."
"You are always on my mind."
"That was such a dumb idea."
"Do you have a better plan?"
"I don't feel like doing that."
"What more is there to lose?"
"Don't you see that I'm hurting?"
"I love you, but not enough."
"A little help would be great."
"You can't handle a little pressure."
"I know what I am doing."
"My life is empty without you."
"How am I supposed to know?"
"I don't want to hear it."
"This was a spectacularly bad plan."
"It's good to know you're safe."
"Don't come near me ever again!"
"What a silly thing to say."
"I couldn't care less about you."
"This is not what I expected."
"Where are my manners, my dear."
"I can't risk losing you again."
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canisalbus · 7 months
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What if I told you that RoobrickMarine went and wrote an entire novella starring my 16th century dog couple? It's very canon-adjacent, well researched and thoughtfully put together, has inspired me a ton during these past months and it's now publicly available at AO3. I highly recommend it.
✦ Separation ✦
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h1hikari · 1 month
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MACAQUE IN A DRESS YEAH👏
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It's time to start scaring you with my "this is the finished sketch" because this is one of them💀
The small reference picture belongs to @martllet
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inkskinned · 2 years
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you deserve a more tender tomorrow.
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guyawks · 10 months
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When life gives sand, make glass.
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cressjacquine · 1 year
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MOTHER?
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izuke-the-zombie · 8 months
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🌸 A little bit half-ass, not much effort into this little comic🙃 but I think we all know where all that attention went to😘✨lol
Kind of got the idea from that spider Virus game from that one episode I don't know what it was called but I thought it'd be funny
🐵Monkey King SiMpInG for Mac, You know our Monkey King is going to download it and play on HARD MODE! 🎮( lmao😆💖✨)
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