These are fragments of other writers’ responses to prompts in my workshops. All used with permission.
Feel free to pick one and write for thirty minutes with the words as a starting place.

Things were popping off outside. OV
Grief is for amateurs. CC
She thought of herself as alluring. MT
I hate games and the wine was terrible. MR
before all the trouble started… MT
We were worried she might come undone. LT
Perhaps your scars define who you are. OV
I guess anything can be professionalized. CC
The emptiness of the streets surprised me. SH
I want my own climate zone. CC
Some ugly quilt fabrics hurt the eye, even hurt the soul. OV
… all the things you need to do to get out the door… MT
_____________ makes me feel normal again. I am not normal. SH
Everything fluctuates — markets, marriages. CC
… and then I learned baker’s math. LT











Finished this. A little press will tidy the edges a bit. The fabric for the moons was dyed with indigo in South Carolina. The woven sections came after a class with Jude. I just couldn’t stop making woven rectangles for a while. The crab was stitched down a lot of years ago. It’s good to finish things, isn’t it?

I’m upstairs. The book is downstairs. I’ll provide photographer’s names after dinner.