Author: Caleb Jacobo
Pillards pleas along with his girlfriend were laughed out of the pub by attentive mid-day patrons.
Here is a prompt I wrote this afternoon. Enjoy!
February 20, 2013
People say I don't talk—I talk plenty. People just don't give me a way in.
Prompt: Jennifer is lonely.
February 19, 2013
Misfiring neurons manipulated the meat and bone it left behind.
Prompt: write a scene that moves through description.
February 18, 2013
I'm going to kiss you, Willie Brown, If I get out of this.
Here is a quick prompt based on a Robert Johnson tune.
February 16, 2013
I sat to write a poem of Amicus my newborn son … then I realized I'd rather behold him for hours.
February 11, 2013
The creature's screams chill Maggie's bones as she descends the mountain stones.
Here is a prompt I wrote this morning. Enjoy.
February 8, 2013
Farewell friend.
In the autumn of life, literature eases conscience through transition.
February 7, 2013