The Twenty Eight Minute-5 Minute Freewrite: I Fear The Prompt Has Gone Missing~ Original Everything ~

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~Sometimes, You Just Gotta Finish The Story~

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Today's Prompt: I'm Not Really Sure

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I thought about writing a free write tonight. So I went through the standard procedure, and looked up the word prompt on the Five Minute Free-write post on Steemit. And go figure. It appears that someone left the dictionary closed today, and forgot to provide us with a word.

Evidently, there IS no prompt. Just the word “Prompt”, with a big old blank space following close on its heels (after a slight, repeated hiccup on the keyboard). Nothing but white spaces, and a few more words following a short distance beyond, that do not really relate. Where IS our word? I'm flummoxed. How am I supposed to write about something, be it of wit or of serious nature, if I have no clue what that something is supposed to be ABOUT?

For one who partakes in the written word every now and then, and to be at least somewhat creative, he or she needs some sort of trigger. A starting point. An intellectual instigator. It can be a single phrase, or at the very least, a simple group of letters cleverly disguised as a word, to jump-start this whole mental state of things.

Even old Model-T cars had a crank sticking out of the front, somewhere under the radiator, to give them a good start. A swift, elbow breaking 'twank of the crank' -- to burst them into action on a cold morning in far-off Detroit. And, much like an early byway motorist, sans his precious service station road map, I feel totally LOST, without my literary crank. That ever simple, ever satisfying, ever present, yet OH so important, word prompt.

I'd even go so far as to call this feeling 'dead in the water', literar-ily (?) speaking, if that metaphor was even close to appropriate. But we're comparatively discussing an old-fashioned, four wheel, land-based conveyance here as our subject, rather than some sort of waterborne craft. Yes, I feel completely lost, and alone, without my creative jump-start of a word.

I know what you are all thinking. "Just start writing", followed by "and expect something to magically translate from fingertip to written page, then take on some semblance of interesting form out in the cyber world." But to this I say: IXNAY on the ITINGWRAY. I need a word. The beginning of an idea. At the very least, a consonant and vowel laden IMPETUS. Even something amazingly simple from the dictionary would do. Such as foghorn or crevasse or maybe even a standard phrase, like bad hamster dreams. Something, ANYTHING, to make sense of it all. I'm not asking for the entire planet on a platter, only a simple word. To latch onto, and go. Not UN-like a fat, hoary marmot, glomming onto a lost, raggedy boot in a high mountain meadow of the Olympics. A quick and dirty, seat-of-the-literary-pants kick start, into the world of creative, blue screen word-splashing.

But alas, it appears there is no prompt provided for today. Just a typo, then a blank space on the screen where [Place Appropriate Word Here] should be sitting. A singular word idea to rally around, and get us, and it, all started.

So…I shall not write about anything tonight, and move on into the late evening as it may come. And when the sun does arise once more, I will take another peek into this world of the prompt, to see if a word appears that might pique my interest of writing. Maybe I'll get lucky on this day, and there will be some grand word(ing) of prompt. We can always hope. Maybe it shall be something quite elegant to ponder forth to the written page. Or, if not, a single, very simple word. To finally get this whole writing thing jump started in the right direction. I can just about see it now:

Prompt: "Write.”

~Finto~

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Five Minute Freewrite Post by @mariannewest: Five Minute Free Write

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Thanks for stopping in and viewing the Twenty Eight Minute-5 Minute Freewrite story about not having a thing to write about. If you have any thoughts about writing, word prompts, the missing of word prompts, large, buck-toothed mountainous rodents that live under the ground and find things that aught not be in a meadow, or anything else this post reminds you of, please feel free to comment away in the spaces below. I'd love to hear from you.

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_{Posted: 01/17/2018 2019! @ 00:58}

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