
And that skill never leaves your brain!
“You know getting old when you get that one candle on the cake. It’s like ‘see if you can blow this out.’”
One-Liner Wednesday – Not a clue

And that skill never leaves your brain!
“You know getting old when you get that one candle on the cake. It’s like ‘see if you can blow this out.’”
One-Liner Wednesday – Not a clue

6. Waiting, waiting, not my specialty. I’ve always been impatient, even when trying to write a difficult poetry form. I feel I should be able to complete any challenge here on the blog and probably have only not answered a challenge two times. In ten years I have learned of many new ones, so if I missed your older ones, I’m sorry. I usually find new ones by reading your blogs and try to put info for all on my post so maybe a new reader will pick it up. I also miss some of the older blog challenges or prompts and hope they’ll return! Thanks to all!👍🏻
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – September 10, 2026

This prompt comes at the perfect time. Last night I spent an hour trying to thread some twine through a few wooden pumpkin plaques. They were about two inches around and the twine tiny and easily shredded. It’s been a long time since I tried to do anything crafty because my left hand won’t cooperate much. But this was a simple task I did complete. I would like to try painting or drawing, but hmmmn…we’ll see.🥴
Writing Prompts

But that’s not what her dad thought. He didn’t like her driving in the first place and always wanted her brother to drive her. This was embarrassing Sara and today she sneaked the keys and left her house. Going to her friend Joe’s house, suddenly a man backed out of his driveway without looking. Sara was driving on the street and the man hit her car. The police were called and Sara’s parents. It was obvious it was not her fault but when Sara got home her dad grounded her for a month because she drove without his permission.
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Fandango’s Story Starter #263



She was lovely, well spoken
Our imaginations were woken
To languages, the world was our token
Small schoolroom with classes of four
Future possibilities shown and more
A farm community’s bright light
Bringing knowledge with might.
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Poetics Tuesday: To ma’am/sir…

The Pi-Ku is a tiny three-line poetry form derived from the first three digits of π=3.14. Whoever first wrote using this form is a mystery. It goes something like this:
Line 1: 3 syllables
Line 2: 1 syllable
Line 3: 4 syllables
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stepping slip
mud
springtime is here
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baseball bruise
thrown
made a home run
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tree insects
tent
caterpillars
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I LOVE these! Such fun!
#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 81, Pi-Ku, 9/8/26


life is funny towards the end
all rules you can bend
fancy costumes not needed
love only is the heeded
childlike innocence present
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 09/08/2026

I need to install a different alarm! The instant I ingest something chocolate, it goes off!
Three Things Challenge #MM540


Sara was a quiet, gentle woman who disliked celebrations, or surprises. Unfortunately her birthday was coming up and she assumed something was up by the way her friends were whispering. She was one of a group of reserved women who rarely made noise in the dorm and never delivered unkind words even when thinking them. This night she was an invited guest at a smug gathering place only to receive her birthday surprise. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed the party.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #493

There once was an old man named Drew
Each meal he would noisily chew
He choked on a nut
Was saved by a grunt
He bent over quick, out it flew.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
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