I think daily prompts might be nice for one reason, at least: if one day's doesn't appeal, then there's a new the next day, and so on.
Doing it just once a week makes it easy to get out of the habit, I think. And no one has to do it, of course!
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I think daily prompts might be nice for one reason, at least: if one day's doesn't appeal, then there's a new the next day, and so on.
Doing it just once a week makes it easy to get out of the habit, I think. And no one has to do it, of course!
We could have different people post a prompt for every day of the week.
if one day's doesn't appeal, then there's a new the next day, and so on.
That's a very good point.
And sj has a good suggestion.
I am in favor. I'd even volunteer to to take a day.
Maybe whoever has a prompt can post it?
Here's one for today, since it's a) the start of a new month, and b) the day the delurking thread opened: welcome.
I could use some hopeful ~ma, too. Just heard the zombie book proposal went out to five editors. Meep.
The one I read, Amy? Much ~ma!
The same one, P-C.
Yay! I want the drabbles back! And daily prompts might not last as long as our years-long weekly ones, but no one will have to feel like they're putting in a bunch of effort without getting responses. Daily is a lot, so probably few of us will do every day's, but we can pop in and do one whenever! And if we just post whenever we feel like we have a theme, no one needs to feel all responsible for it either.
I really loved the drabbles here. Will people crosspost the themes over to the GWW lj?
Oh, yeah, and welcome Ice! A delurker and a writer no less! Yay for writing!
Wow. I have some serious exclamation point abuse going on in these posts. Must have been a lot of caffeine in the mocha I got at the new coffeehouse.
Welcome
Juggling her keys, purse and four days of mail with both hands, she opens the paint-scarred metal door. There's no light to greet her, the air is musty and the only sound comes from the steady plink of water leaking from the faucet above the kitchen sink into the stainless steel basin. The dining room table receives her purse and keys, the mail can wait until tomorrow. Toeing her shoes off under the table, she heads for the only thing that matters right now. With a flip of the lid, her laptop screensaver chimes and welcomes her back to life.
Oh, very nice, Sail! YAY! First new drabble!