Good morning writers and friends.. Something we all confront, from time to time I leave you with one final puzzle, it's been fun! 30 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #conundrum My final prompt. I hand over now to Paul @thedevilstuna with wishes of luck!

Good morning writers and friends.. We all hide some of what we feel. Form is changed, maybe, But not essence... 29 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #sublimate

He was one of those. Always displayed his wealth and supposed breeding. She dreaded time with him but he gave a large sum to the library. The display of gilt was astounding. “Is this your #estucheon?” She traced the shield. “Everything here is mine. Why would you ask?” #vss365

Good morning writers and authors. Keys heard jingling in the hallway... From caves to castles, to your front door... 27 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #escutcheon

In a slightly different vein, this is one of my favorite road signs ever. I turned around and drove back, just to get a picture of it.

~Assholes at the Front~ We are all on the wrong road Our van full of masked strangers The hijackers are blind with rage They all hate the maps, the signs Nothing matters except speed And the violent collisions ahead They live for the explosions The execution of all things #vsspic

Oh stupid idiosyncratic me going against the flow ignoring road signs the master of my own destruction never quite in symmetry struggling with my flagrant eccentricity inexplicable moods sometimes the star of my own freak show an insufferable goon born to be an insufferable fool #vsspic

Sometimes, roads remember what drivers refuse to learn. #vsspic #prompt #microlit #shortstory #flashfiction #deadend #writing #5amwritersclub #blueskywriters #creativewriting

unthinkable sacrifices carrying the truth dusted with presence as the intermediate between land and sky blends with sardonic wilds giving energy to daydreams alleviating the furnace of direction only to wonder, where did the clouds go #vsspic #poet #poeticsoul #writer

Mr Stupid, welcome to your #nightmare. You have arrived at Dead End, homes for the critical corpse. In front, brain matter spatter, in back, the pool of blood. Your #wife may enjoy the bone garden #stuff. So sorry, there is no #Brush With Death here. #vsspic #vssdaily #2WordPrompt #BlueskyRelay

They paused by the sign. “The last one didn’t say ‘dead end,’” said John. “No, it said ‘picnic area,’” said Jill. The watcher’s #scrutiny from behind the trees went unnoticed. “It’s both,” he muttered under his breath, mouth watering. #vss365 #vsspic

If it said ‘LIVE END’ That would be shocking ⚡️⚡️ #vsspic

“Surely the GPS can’t be wrong. We’ve been going down this road for ages. I don’t want to backtrack.” He shook his head. “I told you it said dead end 10 minutes ago.” “I’m sure their engineers #scrutinize this. The nav says to continue. I say we press on.” #vss365 #vsspic

Good morning writers, authors, and questioners of fate... Find the words of inquiry that shed the most light... 27 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #scrutiny

Another week, another pic—see how creative you can be! #vsspic

She was floating on a fluffy white cloud that moved with a #sonorous drone while an icy blue river flowed far below. A large mouth bass leaped from the water, and it seemed like it beckoned. “You’re not listening!” She snapped to attention. “Of course I am.” #vss365

Good morning writers, Sound is the expression of language, Be prideful speaking yours. Make your words speak loud and with force.... 26 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #sonorous

Matilda danced across the back of the couch, leaped to the bookcase, and then scaled it. Finally at the top, she settled onto the cushion and fell asleep. “It’s amazing how she can do all that and then shut her eyes.” He shook his head. “Cats are quite #capricious.” 😻#vss365

Good morning writers, hoping this will be a day of expression for you. Look for those words that might come out of nowhere... 25 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #caprice

What does it mean for the Hamiltons when they are accused of treason, and why is it all linked to the new Queen? The survival of the Agency hangs in the balance. #BookSky #WritingCommunity #Mystery mybook.to/ChasingShado...

She stared at the mirror. Her whole life had been one of #eventuallys —a trip to see the Northern Lights, learning to cook, and even finding the right guy. “Not today!” She entered the kitchen and ate a Kit Kat for breakfast. “Feel better already.” #vss365

Good morning writers, Seven days in and seven to go, midway through my prompting... Find the words that make your writing special, and enjoy it. 24 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #eventuality

Scientists gathered on a distant planet for an after action review. “We must learn from this. #Bellwether?” “The first term. It’s when he learned what boundaries were.” “Disagree. The second, when he broke them all and left the earth in tatters.” #vss365

I’m sure you’re all invested by now, so here’s PART 3 of Chicken Shop Date with my main characters. Anticipating a lovely happy ending for them because nothing bad ever happens in dystopian fiction, ever 🥰 #unhingedpit #Q #YA #DYS #T #SF

Welcome writers, and friends to this Tuesday. Take the lead, lift your story from imagination to ink 23 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #bellwether

“Try it!” He shook his head. “It’ll #reinvigorate you. Trust me.” She extended her arm. The next person leaped into the lake and emerged, screaming. “Even better than one of those fancy polar plunges. It’s your turn.” He ran back to the car. #vss365

“I’m not one for conspiracy theories, but women in the 50s got a 5 day stay in the hospital after giving birth. Today, just enough time to drop the kid. I think men wanted them back home earlier. IMHO.” “#Perhaps.” He sneezed. “This cold is killing me. Maybe some more tea?” #vss365

Welcome writers, to the eve of Autumn. Let's all share for the world to see. 21 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #perhaps

Missing your treat time Causes a #catastrophe With kitty tantrums #vss365 #haiku

As my finish line Draws near I smile, Tho broke and bent Never Owned this body It was #synthesized On rent So I’ll give back Quietly What Life Has to me lent I’m hoping That Time will judge In me those parts Well spent As these atoms Once were me Disband And reinvent #vss365

It appeared one day. They remarked that it was usually on bends in the road or blind drives, not cul-de-sacs. A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared. Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365

Welcome writers, friends, and students of fate. The moment of #catastrophe could come in an instant. It could be the mark of heaven or hell. 20 September 2025 #vss365 prompt word, is #catastrophe

This week’s #vsspic. Can’t wait to see what you do with it!

She hummed as she pushed pork and spices through the #extruder into the casing. Then she twirled the links, tied, and cut them. He gazed at the kitchen disaster in dismay. “You know the adage ‘Don’t watch the sausage being made?’ I’d amend to add: or cleanup after the charcutier.” #vss365

Welcome writers, friends and consumers of fora. In the blink of an eye, the #extrusion of emotion, fell in the drop of a tear 19 September 2025 #vss365 prompt word, is #extrusion

“It’s hard to put much #stock into anything you hear these days.” She typed furiously. “Uh huh.” “You have to triple-check everything.” “Uh-huh.” She continued typing. “Hey.” He tapped her shoulder. “What are you doing?” “Irish citizenship application.” #vss365

Welcome writers, friends and storytellers ~Keep a #stock of firewood for those cold winter nights~ 18 September 2025 #vss365 prompt word, is #stock

“Chemistry is the best!” He groaned. “My favorite subject.” The scents of cinnamon and yeast wafted as a timer rang. She placed the cinnamon rolls on the counter. “Voila. A #synthesis of fermentation, flour, butter, and water. Go do your science homework.” #vss365

Good morning writers, poets and wordsmiths! ~Writing is the #synthesis of heart, dreams, and Life~ 17 September 2025 #vss365 prompt is #synthesis

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This saves me having to think about what to pin here.

Cover reveal! My book, Harbor House: Deadly Intentions, is being reviewed. I can hardly wait until it's published in mid-November! Some houses keep secrets. Harbor House keeps them alive.

Constellations don't give her hope, not really, but they do make despair #bearable, whether it's imaginary ones she draws in the sky or real ones etched into her skin. It's not the stars that count, but the lines between. #vss365

Frain walks in for his 1 o'clock, his wife and therapist #conspiring. His wife exits. "Tell you a secret," Frain says . "She wants to kill me." "Yeah, no. A secret is how and when she's gonna do it." "So..." "Sorry. Patient-doctor privilege. But can you settle your bill before Friday?" #vss365

She slid around the corner, eyes darting. “What are you doing?” Light flared. “Nothing.” “I finished the blueberry pie, if that’s what you were after.” He dragged ice cream through the plate’s last purple puddle. “It’s a #conspiracy.” “Just trying to help.” #vss365

Good morning writers, poets and vagabonds of words ~Silence #conspires with the soul until imagery becomes complete~ 16 September 2025 #vss365 prompt is #conspire

A daily word prompt meant to inspire any type of creativity. Share your art, original words, poetry, writing snippets, photos, etc. NO A/"I" please! Alt text on images appreciated. Tag your post: #whistpr Word for September 15, 2025: #PUZZLE #WritingPrompt #Art #WritingCommunity

Her legs dangled. Why on earth hadn’t they adjusted the stirrups? She was going to ache tomorrow. “Whoa.” She pulled the #reins, and the cantering horse came to a complete stop, making her fly over his head. “Never riding horses again.” She rubbed her butt. #vss365

You trusted me. The #vss365 prompt for 15 September is: Rein. “You gave too much #rein to your imagination. Imagination is a good servant, and a bad master. The simplest explanation is always the most likely.” (Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair at Styles) #prompt #rein

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