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Writers’ Dash Prompts for Week Beginning 7th January, 2013

Published on Monday, January 7, 2013 by


am: Steep

pm: Crush


am: Serpentine

pm: Sizzle


am: Scissors

pm: Crimson


am: Troubadour

pm: Farrier


Friday is now our dedicated dash and drabble (100-word story) day, inspired and encouraged by our good friend Crap Mariner. Crap’s weekly challenge this week is ‘mustard‘. Try using both the dash prompt and the 100-word story prompt to create a Dash ‘n’  Drabble. Once you have your 100-word story feel free to add it to the comments section of this blog post as well as to Crap’s site.

am: Donnybrook

pm: Memento

Please feel free to add your dash pieces to the comments section of this blog post below.


I found #dailydash/#writersdash on Twitter, what is it?

The Writers’ Dash (#writersdash or #dailydash on Twitter) is a 15-minute free writing exercise held on Twitter, Facebook and Second Life® every weekday. At 5:30am & 5:30pm PDT we share the word prompt on our social media channels; the live event begins in Second Life® at 6am & 6pm PDT. Write whatever comes to you. Don’t fixate too heavily on what you are writing and disengage your inner editor – the key is for you to get the words on the page first; you can worry about editing later. If you are attending the live event in Second Life® there will be an opportunity for you to show your work to the other participants after the 15 minutes are up. If you are unable to attend the live event you can share your work on our blog. Just look out for the prompt post and leave your dash piece as a comment.

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Whether you are dashing in Second Life®, on Twitter or Facebook we welcome your dashes in the comments section below.

7 Responses
    • Steep
      was the way to the top
      hard was the road to his success
      heavy was the load to carry
      numerous were the offers to suffer
      but he reached the summit

      money became his standard
      morality a burden
      forgot his family
      found love in others beds
      alienated from his children
      “taking” instead of “giving”

      now he too, became old and sickening
      even money can’t prevent the clock from ticking
      there he growled
      alone in his harsh world
      children forgot his name
      dumped him together with his fame
      bitches sucked his money
      away his days of milk and honey

      and then
      he suddenly learned the lesson
      of his life

      steep is the way up
      steeper is the abyss down

      pity life passes by
      only once


    • Steep
      As she climbed the narrow, steep stairway to her room, Jenny thought how lovely it would be to sit by a warm fire with a hot mug of tea sufficiently steeped to bring out its full flavor.
      It was a dream. She could afford neither a room with a fireplace nor the steep price of good tea.
      “Jennifer, you will appreciate your position here at the Manor, a place steeped in the glorious history of our country. ” intoned Mdme. Joost, head of the Household Staff when Jenny had first arrived. “This Manor is drenched, saturated, in the aura of heroes and heroines–members of the Count’s family, as well as Staff.”
      “I’d be happy with just a warm room to sleep in and a cold cup of tea.” Jenny thought as she climbed the last tall steps and opened the door.
      Four servant girls slept in that room—in two beds. While two slept, the other two were working…12 hour shifts.
      “About the only thing I’m “steeped in” is icy cold and sore bones.” thought Jenny as she walked over to the empty bed and plunked down.
      Franja Russell

    • Daily Dash 01/08/2013
      Prompt word: “serpentine”
      by DangerDave Writer
      My funny valentine
      was walking serpentine
      ’cause she got high
      watching paint dry
      and breathing turpentine.

    • Daily Dash, January 7, 2013
      Prompt word is “steep”
      by DangerDave Writer
      If Limericks are a crime
      then let me do the time.
      The prompt is “steep”
      and I’m in deep —
      I can’t hold back the rhyme.

    • Scissors
      So many designs for specific uses —
      blunt school scissors,
      sharply pointed hair cutting scissors,
      thick metal-cutting scissors,
      sturdy meat-cutting scissors,
      sharply thin craft scissors,
      small but sharp needlepoint scissors,
      folding scissors to fit in a cosmetic case,
      surgical scissors,
      bar scissors with bottle cap remover.
      With so many different kinds of scissors
      and multiple pairs of some,
      why can’t I quickly find a pair when I need them?
      Franja Russell 1-9-2013

    • Troubadour

      gossip gossip gossip
      round goes the gossip
      the troubadour comes into town
      the troubadour will bake us brown

      lets slaughter a swine
      prepare to wine and dine
      free the market place
      be prepared just in case
      forget the sorrow and dance
      lets get swept up for romance
      listen to the stories from far abroad
      news about burglary and fraude
      war and peace
      naughties about a faraway niece
      scandal in the royal family
      the pope and his last homily

      gossip gossip gossip
      round goes the gossip
      and yes after a year, it is maybe
      a good idea to meet our baby


    • Farrier
      Hammer the strength of a sparkle of fire.
      And fire and wind,
      And fire and strength.
      Clang, clang, clang.
      It’s life, hammered out and away and into the fire.
      ©2013 Lizzie Gudkov

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