Writing Prompt 36 – Do you have the time?


” . . . where it is going determines where it has been.” Alan Watts

On Writing

Breathe the sentence in. Exhale the sentence. Inhale and exhale each word. Now inhale and exhale the sentence. Then, go!

There is only one rule, keep your hand moving.

Don’t worry about grammar, spelling, or punctuation. If you feel stuck, keep writing anyway. Try going back to the prompt and write it out until other words arise, then write those—or, repeat the last word you wrote again and again until new words appear—or, write, “I am stuck,” or “I can’t think of anything,” as long as you keep your hand moving. Writing is physical, the words will move through your body and come out of your hand—just keep it moving.

Now go – for five, ten, fifteen minutes . .  

(when you are done, feel free to share your work in the comments – or share on your own blog)

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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

6 thoughts on “Writing Prompt 36 – Do you have the time?

  1. Trees blend themselves in with the fields of grass which transplant my mind into the life giving rain which risen them to existence. Gaping holes between grains of sand shift and dance together in painstaking grading, and this is what education is like when you are in high school: It attempts to force information into minds before it has inspired, before it has awakened a “why” within the student to begin the pursuit of their dreams.

    Just what came out. Interesting 🙂


  2. Funny, or not.
    We spent lockdown, the two of us, together – like the whole world was dead, or non-existent – we disregarded rules. Hell, we disregarded law; but, now (grammar everywhere), to see her out tonight with others and all we can do is ignore each other, like bad actors, breaks my heart; breaks hers, too, I guess. But, in some way, it’s over. Cured.

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