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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 8h

If you are looking for sarcophagi, it's tombscrolling.

Scornflake Ghhhoul @scornflakegrrrl.bsky.social · 9h

If you’re looking for woven materials it’s loomscrolling

Lee Harveryscary @valleyguitarist.bsky.social · 9h

If you're looking for psychedelic fungus, it's shroomscrolling

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 2d

You didn't suggest that walking about with placards didn't actually do anything except make them feel good, did you? Tut.

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Emma Cox @emmacox.bsky.social · 3d

This week’s #SundayLit prompt is: Dreams

The prompt is open to interpretation. Share a WIP snippet, short story, poem, or whatever the theme inspires.

I'll also post discussion Qs related to the prompt during Sunday under the #SundayLitQ tag.

#WritingCommunity #Writing #Prompts #AmWriting

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 4d

So long as they never tell you to stick to narrow gauge.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 4d

233 millimetres can have a big effect.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 4d

Different track gauges between Spain and France might have had something to do with it.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 8d

This is true, but I was mostly aiming for the pseudo intellectual tendency to automatically sneer at anything that dare to be popular.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 8d

Just because something is popular does not mean it is bad.

Rachel Feder @rachelfeder.bsky.social · 8d

Tell me your most unhinged literary opinion, as a little treat

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 9d

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20 songs to know me by

This is who I am

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 9d

Get Beth on.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 9d

#SundayLit Prompt: Colour

The wardresses at the Bearfort jail were a cynical and hard-bitten lot, who thought they had seen and heard everything, and they treated Jackie’s cries of distress with initial contempt. Anyone might feign illness, to try and get a softer bed in the infirmary. A quick look through the spyhole, however, had changed their minds quite quickly. Even they had never seen so much vomit come from one person, and never any that was such a virulent shade of green.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 9d

Brighton game?

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Emma Cox @emmacox.bsky.social · 10d

This week’s #SundayLit prompt is: Colour

The prompt is open to interpretation. Share a WIP snippet, short story, poem, or whatever the theme inspires.

I'll also post discussion Qs related to the prompt during Sunday under the #SundayLitQ tag.

#WritingCommunity #Writing #Prompts #AmWriting

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Wendy Palmer @wendypalmer.mastodon.au.ap.brid.gy · 16d

#sundaylit Happiness (show, don't tell): share a WIP snippet, short story or poem which shows the feeling of happiness without using the word.

This one's a little tricky, because it's really only in comparison with previous scenes of Leo being Mr Awkward that a […]

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And here came Cole now, carrying a basket and a book, accompanied by his warm smile and a large dog at his heels.

[cut text not relevant to happiness theme]

“Hello, Maximilian,” Leo crooned, rubbing the dog behind the ears. “Good afternoon, Mr Fluffy Face.”

Cole set down his encumbrances and spread wide his arms. “Wounded to the quick,” he announced. “An iota of the same enthusiasm, please.”

Leo obligingly said, “Good afternoon, Mr Fluffy Face,” and congratulated himself on exactly matching it to the way he spoken to Max.

“Better,” Cole said, though Leo noted with amusement that he rubbed his fingers across his impeccably-groomed short beard as he took his seat.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 16d

#SundayLit

Happiness:

The next day, rather late in the morning, Aiella burst into Burroughs’ cottage in a state of high excitement, with Eliana following rather more calmly behind.
“I danced, Burroughs!” she cried, so loudly that Tess woke up and let off a bark. “Sorry, Tess. But I did! I danced at a ball, with everybody, and I wore a lovely dress and shiny shoes and oh, you should have seen me!”
“And so I did see thee, lass, and a proper picture thou looked, too.”
“What? How did you see me?”
“Yon miss there,” nodding to Eliana, who stood smiling in the doorway “sorted it for me. I was sat up in the gallery, and her maid brought me summat to eat and a drop of beer, and I saw it all. Eh, but thou called to mind thy grandmother. A bonny lass she was, and very great at the dancing.”
Aiella whirled round to face Eliana, who was laughing now. “Did you do that? Did you sneak Burroughs in just so he could see me?”
“Yes, I did, and he had a fine old time up there, I hear, cracking stories with the musicians, and drinking about five pints of beer.”
Aiella flung her arms about her, and squeezed her tight. “Oh, that was such a kind thing!” she cried. “Oh, Ellie, I do love you!”
And if Burroughs noticed a strange, pained expression cross Eliana’s face as she heard this he never told anybody about it.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 18d

Watched a silly film, and it cheered me up. It was See How They Run, and it was very silly indeed, but I did enjoy Saoirse Ronan's turn as Constable Stalker.

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Emma Cox @emmacox.bsky.social · 18d

Here are a few suggestions to show happiness:
- Outward physical cues and behaviours
- Internal physical sensations
- Cognitive responses
- Perhaps a character wishes to hide their happiness to another character, but not to the reader. How would you show this?

#SundayLit

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Emma Cox @emmacox.bsky.social · 18d

This week’s #SundayLit prompt is: Happiness (show, don’t tell)

Share a WIP snippet, short story or poem which shows the feeling of happiness without using the word.

I'll post discussion Qs related to the prompt during Sunday under the #SundayLitQ tag

#WritingCommunity #Writing #Prompts #AmWriting

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 19d

Another vote for the Spitfire. Very good plane, designed by a genius and capable of a lot of development, but it's become a cult.

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Emma Cox @emmacox.bsky.social · 19d

Blackened mould mottles the wallpaper and ceiling. Intricate tattoos of death. My parent’s home is decaying like my brother in his grave. He stares accusingly from the photo frames. The table is set for four, but there are only the three of us.
#WriteCBC

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 20d

Who is your favourite Jedi? (wrong answers only)

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 20d

Sir Keith always looks like somebody has just hit him in the head with a brick.

Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 22d

No, I don't usually have real people in my writing. And the very few I do only have bit parts.

Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 23d

If Farage had the gift of the gab (which he doesn't ... something of a handicap for a politician) Cartlidge speaks more like Tony Blair, all glibness and fake sincerity.

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Jon @sloopjonb1960.bsky.social · 23d

As 'Doctor' Cartlidge pointed out, it was partly her fault for necking too much of the stuff. He was persuaded to provide an antidote, to avoid being hung by his belt in the market square, where all his customers could have found him. I had a lot of fun writing his snake oil sales patter.

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