Growing Our Twiglets

“A Twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Maybe two. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Poetry. Prose. Short lines. Whatever you create is a success.” ~ Misky

Several friends (and some strangers) have asked if I would consider hosting weekly fiction, poetry, or just writing prompts. The simple answer is… no. I will not. But worry not, my Wicked Luvs, for there are some wonderful places already offering what you’ve been asking for. Here is my short list:

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads – “a place that always welcomes Followers and Visitors ~ every prompt and challenge is open to anyone…” Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays (poetry, and the occasional fiction prompt). I host a poetry and flash fiction prompt at The Garden about once a month.

Prompt Nights – a different topic every week. Writers should “feel free to take the subject in whichever direction [they] desire. Previously written work is more than welcome.” Fridays (fiction and poetry).

The Twiglet – as stated in the opening quote, “a Twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Maybe two. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Poetry. Prose. Short lines. Whatever you create is a success.”  Tuesdays.

Poets United – “a community for poets who blog.” All week (poetry prompts, interviews and more).

dVerse – “a place for poets and writers.” Monday, Tuesday, Thursdays (poetry prompts and a bit more).

I shall continue hosting Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, in April… and Witches in Fiction, in October. However, if twice a year doesn’t satisfy your Magaly-hosting needs, come and visit the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads—you will find me there once a month, hosting Poetry and Flash Fiction with Magaly. Yep, I’ve just written “hosting” 4 times and “Magaly” 3 times in the same paragraph. I must love to Magaly and to host. Fine, make that 5 and 4 for a deliciously uneven 9.

So, my Luvs, here is to growing our twiglets together… in the friendliest of word-gardens.

“Little Prince”, by Su Blackwell
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A Funny Smell

“Art doesn’t have to be serious to be meaningful”, Rommy said. “Sometimes a smile or even a full belly laugh can be more healing than somber contemplation.” She is correct, methinks. So here is my bit:

“A Funny Smell”

They say she is slow and chubby,
and will leave
a funny smell on your fingers.

They tell me he is full of himself,
and shuts down
when things are getting good.

The ones who adore her,
say he is a fake, a fad,
too fast to give pleasure.

Those who lust after him,
say she is old, impractical,
a match away from poof.

I say, love her and love him…
for the bookaliciousness of her scent
and his noveltifficacious ways.

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a wee note…
– Rommy also requested lightheartedness, some nonsense words, and “something that feels innocent or child-like.” Well, I say that 1 (or 2) out of 3 is not a total lost. Whenever my poetry or fiction ventures to explore the elaborate realm of children, the wee ones my Muse encounters tend to be rather creepy. So, um… yeah *cough* 1 (or 2) out of 3.
– Linked to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (Stuff and Nonsense)
– and to Open Link Night, over at the dVerse.

art-of-bent-objects-by-terry-borderArt of Bent Objects, by Terry Border
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