This week’s prompts are at the bottom. Feel free to seize the prompts, twist them, form them, play with them as you will. All comers are welcome. The words below are just practice for me. I had a lot of fun writing them, and you know what I always say, “Practice makes perfect.”
Here’s how to play along, if you are unsure.
Texas Jack Walker lit the wooden match with his thumbnail and held the flame to the cigarette clamped in his mouth. He watched as water roiled down the dirty main street of Slow Branch. Walker had been the law here for less than six weeks. He was thinking of resigning, figuring he’d live longer that way.
Walker took delight in surveying the debris that floated past. The rain was cleaning this town better than he’d ever be able to. Sweeping up the alleyways and clearing beneath the boardwalks, the rain took tumbleweeds, rodents, empty whisky bottles and everything else that wasn’t properly fixed down.
He recognized Angela Sweeney’s fancy feathered hat as it rapidly twirled in circles and moved down the centre of the street. Miss Sweeney worked at The Hundred Dollar. She was a dancer, and Walker had watched her twirl. He’d seen her spin in circles across the stage wearing little more than her fancy feathered hat. It set his mind to wandering.
This week’s prompts are:
- bloodshot moon
- I should go
- chip away
You can start writing whenever you want, just write, get the words down – and have fun!
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Reminds me of some of the old west shows. I always liked “The Wild, Wild West”. Though I don’t know if I’d like to live in that era.
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I’m here with a haiku series: perch?
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