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Writers’ Dash & Snatch Prompts for Week Beginning March 10, 2014

Published on Monday, March 10, 2014 by
Want to get a little more exposure for your dash pieces? We feel you
deserve the recognition.

Each month we select the best Writers’ Dash submissions made through our blog comment system (whether Daily Dash, Piclit Dash or Siclit Dash). The winning dash piece will be published on our site and promoted throughout our main social media channels (we are followed by several of the big six publishing houses, so show them your best!).

It’s not necessary to enter through the general submission process, just leave your dash piece in the comment section below. You will probably want to submit your best pieces of dash, so take some time to edit and revise before submission. See here for full details.

Day Writers’ Dash Prompt (am) Writers’ Dash Prompt (pm)
Monday stark stealth
Tuesday scandal poverty
Wednesday healer clown
Thursday posy klaxon
Friday fiddlesticks sozzled

Day 500 Word Snatch Prompt
Monday Where am I?
Tuesday The car engine stalled on the tracks just as he heard the train approaching.
Wednesday He heard a loud crack as the lightning struck the tree.
Thursday Your protagonist is an agoraphobic. How does he deal with an intruder in his home?
Friday It seemed the eyes in the painting followed him wherever he walked.
Saturday There were no survivors. An empty silence filled the streets.
Sunday He entered the time machine and set it to the year…

Additional Friday Challenge

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 ‘Where has the time gone?.’ 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.

Saturday Fiction Prod & Sunday Picture Prompt

We’ll reveal the Saturday Fiction Prod (Siclit) and the Sunday Picture Prompt (Piclit) on a separate post over the weekend. Click on the links above to access these on the appropriate day.

Other Writing Events

Don’t forget our daily word scrimmage (#wordscrim on Twitter) at 10pm GMT.

A word scrimmage is an event in which participants write or type as fast as they can for a set time with the aim of increasing the word count on their current novel or work in progress. The participant who has written the most at the end of the scrimmage is declared the winner.

The event is held regularly on Second Life® at the 3d home of Virtual Writers, Inc. during NaNoWriMo (in November) and throughout the year on Twitter under the #wordscrim hashtag.

If you’re in need of a goal-oriented challenge then check out our 500 Word Snatch.

FAQs

I found #writersdash on Twitter, what is it?

The Writers’ Dash (#writersdash 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 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.

In addition to our week day prompts we also include two exciting challenges for the weekend:

  • The Siclit Fiction Prod is a more challenging form of the dash, held on Twitter and Facebook every Saturday.
  • The Piclit Dash is a 15-minute free writing exercise inspired by a picture. It’s held on Twitter and Facebook every Sunday.

What’s the 500 Word Snatch?

It’s easy to feel despondent when you consider the effort required to produce a full length novel, especially when you have so little time.

The truth is you can make a long story short by taking small disciplined steps every day, instead of sitting idly by waiting for inspiration to strike. As Jack London said,  “You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.”

Your challenge is to write 500 words a day for 365 days, come rain or shine – if you’ve completed the NaNoWriMo challenge you’ll find this one very easy. The 500 Word Snatch (#500WS) is perfect if you have a long-term goal, or need sustained support and encouragement.

Of course, you’re not confined to writing a novel, you can use the challenge for many different writing forms; outlining, a daily blog, a book of poems, short fiction, non-fiction or even revision; we don’t care what you write, as long as you write. This is an exercise in disciplined creativity.

For more details, including free resources and online meet times, visit the 500 Word Snatch page.

About Virtual Writers

Virtual Writers is a free online writers’ community first established in 2007 and committed to showcasing established and emerging writers in a range of interactive and immersive environments. Here we learn to experiment with digital, social and virtual world platforms to push the creative envelope and develop a strong, unique voice.

We provide a wealth of opportunities for writers to meet, share resources, access new markets, attend online writing events, workshops and interactive readings, and discover the best writers’ conferences, competitions, colonies and literary organisations.

If you want to become involved in an active writing community then visit us on Second Life® or our social media channels (Twitter, Facebook, Google+, &Goodreads) and get interactive. To learn more about our services please visit the following pages (Premium Services, Free Author Services) or contact us through our online contact form.

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



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6 Responses
    • Loeris Clumperton, town buffoon,
      clumped into the town saloon,
      sat his sorry sod-ass down
      and sought a shot his woes to drown.
      .
      He sought a shot, his woes to drown,
      that sorry sodden clumsy clown,
      but Barton Barkeep had the nerve
      to raise the bar, deny to serve.
      .
      To raise the bar, deny to serve,
      was Barton’s way to throw a curve
      at Clumperton who spent his pence
      each day to knock one over the fence.
      .
      Each day to knock one over the fence
      knocking them down til his tab was immense
      drink after drink until he couldn’t think.
      They rolled him home when he started to stink.
      .
      They rolled him home when he started to stink
      while back to his old days their thoughts would sink,
      when his stats surpassed by the end of June
      a season’s total for some other goon.
      .
      A season’s total for some other goon
      of home runs and no-hitters, over the moon
      his legend flew, grew, but now picayune
      was Loeris Clumperton, town buffoon.

    • Hushababy flapper, did you bob your tresses flaxen?
      Did you slide your silken stockings over gams stylishly waxen?
      Your cradle is my flivver and your lullabye’s my klaxon:
      Hushababy 23 skidoo!
      .
      Come on doll, lay off the flat shoes.
      Hop in my can, sardine, and we’ll cruise.
      We’ll go take in some jazz and blues.
      We’ll go take in some bootleg booze.
      Hushababy 23 skidoo!
      .
      Hushababy flapper, did you bob your tresses flaxen?
      Did you slide your silken stockings over gams stylishly waxen?
      Your cradle is my flivver and your lullabye’s my klaxon:
      Hushababy 23 skidoo!
      .
      I’m the frog’s eyebrows and you’re the bee’s knees
      so leave your dapper, flapper, and give your goof a squeeze
      in a private petting party just as pretty as you please.
      I’m not all full of feathers, I’m the real big cheese.
      Hushababy 23 skidoo!
      .
      Hushababy flapper, did you bob your tresses flaxen?
      Did you slide your silken stockings over gams stylishly waxen?
      Your cradle is my flivver and your lullabye’s my klaxon:
      Hushababy 23 skidoo!

    • fiddlesticks
      .
      It was Recess. Joey could hear everybody outside playing. His team was scoring points. He knew that because he knew whose voices were yelling delighted phrases.
      .
      Joey was stuck inside the classroom with his Teacher, Miss Jones, because she’d heard him swearing again. They were sitting at his table, not talking yet.
      .
      Finally Miss Jones said, “Joey, it doesn’t make sense to keep getting in trouble because you don’t control what words leap out of your mouth when you’re angry.”
      .
      “Aw, Miss Jones.” Joey said, “I been trying. I really have.” He stared at the pencil on his desk.
      .
      “Have you got a word ready to shout when you get mad?” she asked. “A word that’s not a swear word, so you won’t get in trouble with grown-ups?”
      .
      “Yea, but it doesn’t feel right. It makes people laugh when I yell ‘ Rats! ’, or ‘ Drat! ’.
      .
      “Umm, I can understand that. How about a word people don’t use these days, one from 500 to 600 years ago. It’s not a bad word but it has lots of consonants that sound fierce when yelled.”
      .
      “OK.” He signed. “What is it? I’ll try it.”
      .
      “Fiddlesticks.” she said. “It doesn’t really mean anything. People used to growl or yell it when they were annoyed, impatient, angry.”
      .
      He glanced up at her, then got a far-away look in his eyes. Almost in a whisper, he tried the word softly, then louder with harsher breaths. “fiddlesticks. Fiddlesticks! FIDDLESTICKS!!!”
      .
      A slow grin spread over his face. Then he said, “I like that one. I’ll give it a good try.”
      .
      Miss Jones grinned back and said, “You’re a good kid, Joey. I hate to see you get into trouble just because you don’t watch what leaps out of your mouth. Ok, go on outside. You’ll get some practice I’m sure.”
      .
      He stood up and rushed out the door.
      .
      After about five minutes of hard play noises, Miss Jones heard a single voice from the game, “FIDDLESTICKS Ron. You’ve got to pass the ball better than that!”
      .
      Miss Jones smiled.

      Franja Russell

    • Drought Sonnet
      .
      My produce here may be but poor and meager—
      a half a peck of crow-bit plums—but eager
      I come each day to battle crow or frost
      or even drought in hope all is not lost.
      .
      The crows that peck and tear are easy scared
      and scarcely bear a tare away. When pared
      and pitted I have plums enough to spare
      a stone to pitch at crows as if I care.
      .
      The frost a harsher enemy to battle
      bites beauty in the bud like brainless prattle
      bites poetry that almost formed but failed.
      Yet it’s the droughts against which I’ve most wailed.
      .
      Oh rainclouds don’t you pass me over, truculent.
      Rain down the muses’ dews: bring produce succulent.
      .
      © Merry Chase

    • Guzzler
      .
      Go on—pull off your muzzle.
      Wrap your mouth around the nozzle.
      Give it a good guzzle.
      Swill and swish and sozzle.
      .
      It’s just a little fossil
      fuel to make you sizzle.
      Pretend that it’s a wassail.
      Swill ‘til your brains sizzle.
      .
      It’s vintage offshore coastal.
      Toss in a sprig of basil.
      Giving up the ghost’ll
      intoxicate and dazzle.
      .
      Sure this final buzz’ll
      kill you. It’s pure diesel.
      Why die slow? Come on, let’s hustle
      to avoid the final freezle.

    • Felines make such strange bedfellows.
      My small cat takes much space: with stealth
      and stubbornness she claims the pillows
      insisting that’s best for my health.

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