Greetings,
storytellers and poets. I hope August is being good to you. Did you read Sherry’s
Monday feature? If not, give it a go: “Vivian Has Two New Books!” On Friday, Rosemary’s
Thought Provokers glimpsed Jack Gilbert. Next Wednesday, for the Midweek Motif,
Susan returns to us with: Safety. And for the 6th month of the Pantry of Prose, I
would like to explore one of my favorite words:
Stitch(es)
1.
noun
a. one complete movement of a threaded
needle through a fabric or material such as to leave behind it a single loop or
portion of thread, as in sewing, embroidery, or the surgical closing of wounds.
b. a loop or portion of thread disposed in
place by one such movement in sewing: to rip out stitches.
c. a particular mode of disposing the
thread in sewing or the style of work produced by one such method.
2.
verb (used with object)
d.
to work upon, join, mend, or fasten
with or as if with stitches; sew (often followed by together): to stitch
together flour sacks to make curtains; a plan that was barely stitched
together.
e. to ornament or embellish with stitches:
to stitch a shirt with a monogram.
3.
verb (used without object)
f. to make stitches, join together, or
sew.
some of my own stitches,
(first shared on Instagram)
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For
today’s prompt, I invite you to write a new short story or essay
or article (in 313 words or fewer), which uses “Stitches” in any of the ways described above.
As a secondary option, you can take one of your old poems, which fits this week’s theme (Stitches), and turn it into a new
short story.
Do
let us know which option you chose.
This
prompt will remain open until Tuesday night. One entry per participant. Visit
other storytellers. Let us stitch some prose!
a wee
note (for visitors and natives): Poetry is delicious, and we
love it so much. But… the Pantry of Prose is for prose (stories, slice of life pieces, essays). So, as always, links to poems will be deleted.
Great prompt, Magaly! Looking forward to some wonderful reading on Sunday.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Wendy. Me too!
DeleteMorning Storytellers! I, too, am looking forward to reading your stories. Thanks Maga for this brilliant prompt, I had to dig deep. :)
ReplyDeleteHooray! Can't wait to see what you excavated.
DeleteMagaly could you please remove my first post as it was entered in error. The second one is correct.
ReplyDeleteDone, dear Robin!
DeleteGood morning Magalay and Poets United! What a wonderful prompt to darn a yarn with.
ReplyDeleteStitch, stitch, stitch! There is something about stitching things together that gets the mind going, isn't it?
DeleteHow beautiful the prompt is, Magaly! This immediately took me to our traditional wears. I love my saris, so I couldn't afford to have missed the opportunity :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sumana! I'm already intrigued. And not just because I love the artistry that goes into a sari.
DeleteOh, goody! So many stories stitched together for our enjoyment! Happy Sunday, everyone!
ReplyDeleteAren't we lucky? I can't wait to delight in all of them.
DeleteP.S. I saw a blue jay carrying a wee strip of fabric--which I think he was going to add to his nest--and I found myself thinking of Brother Eagle, in your story. :-)
DeleteI cant believe six months has gone by so fast. Whew!
ReplyDeleteIt's almost scary, isn't it!
Deletegood day, folks!
ReplyDeleteit's a good prompt. got so carried away that my original draft weighs in at around 430 words and had a rough time trimming the excess fat. :)
I spent the last few days trimming a 2,000 word story to fit a 1,000 word contest, so... I completely understand, my friend. It's tedious, but such a good exercise for the pen.
DeleteLove this prompt Magaly! It pushes me to fly a little higher, so thank you!! I am working today so i may not be able to get around to everyone till tonight or tomorrow. 😎
ReplyDeleteI hope you didn't have to work too hard! And if you did, then I hope the work wasn't hard on you.
DeleteThank you Magaly 🌷it was not too hard thankfully! Hope you had a good one and that ypur week is even better! 😎
DeleteI love the things the Pantry of Prose inspires me to produce – which simply would not happen otherwise.
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