Hand Out

Writers’ Trigger:

Typically, I begin my blog with a writing prompt. The beauty of a prompt is that it takes your creative energies off on a tangent. The tangent is unexpected, and your writing is fresher and more vigorous. 

  • I especially like www.easystreetprompts.blogspot.com sponsored by Writer’s Digest. The site offers a variety of triggers to include video, visual, and random words. In addition, you are invited to post your work. If it has been a while since you have seen your work in print, you might try this site.
  • http://52250flash.wordpress.com is a second option. This site gives a weekly flash fiction topic, and readers are invited to submit a 250-word story by midnight Sunday. 250 words come quite easily, and the framework of your flash may suggest a longer piece. The best submissions are posted. 
  • If two hundred and fifty words seem like too many, you may want to look at www.sixsentences.blogspot.com. The challenge here is to write a six sentence story. Again, the best submissions are posted on the site.

When you are bogged down with revising your novel for the fourth time, or you have finished your novel but have not connected with a publisher, you could use a little pick-me-up. Give these websites a try and feel the rush of immediate success.


I’ve been submitting to 52/250flash. And much to my dismay, every submission is not making the cut. I can’t say I’m happy about rejections, but it is useful to read the submissions of those who did make the grade. What are they doing that I am not?

I close with one of my 250-word stories that the editors did not choose to post. The topic was “In the palm of your hand.” 


Monica held Clint in the palm of her hand. Everyone was amazed that Monica, who was just a little bitty thing, called the shots. Watching them together, you’d think that Monica wrote the script, and Clint read his lines.

If they’d been equally matched size-wise, that would have been one thing, but Clint weighed in at a beefy 287 pounds. You’d think he could have held his own.

But appearances can be deceiving. Those who knew him well knew that he was a marshmallow at heart. Monica only had to raise an eyebrow and Clint would jump to attention with a honeyed smile. If Monica had said, “Peel me a grape,” Clint would have.

Monica and Clint’s relationship led to lots of speculation. Their best friends, Brad and Cindy, tried their hardest to unravel the dynamics. Sitting at the breakfast table, Cindy explained Monica’s latest accident.

“She was trying to move the dining room hutch by herself. What was she thinking? She should have waited for Clint to come home.”

“I still don’t get how it happened.”

“She was rocking the hutch… inching it toward her, and it tipped- catching her cheek. She’s lucky she didn’t put her eye out.”

Brad drained his coffee. “She’s the most accident prone person we know. Last year, what was it… she broke her arm and then a couple of months later, didn’t she slip on the ice or something?”

Despite appearances, Clint held Monica in the palm of his hand.

About timeout2

I have lived 100 lives. I write essays, short stories, poetry, grocery lists and notes to myself. If I am ever lost, look for a paper trail, but be careful not to trip over any books that lie scattered here and there. I am a reader. I am a reader in awe of writers. When I don't live in Westcliffe, Colorado, I live in London where I am a long-time member of Word-for-Word - Crouch End.
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