Flash Face Off Prompts (w/c 24th August 2020)

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THIS WEEK’S PROMPTS:

The two opposing themes for this week’s Flash Face Off are: OLD vs NEW

Use the prompts below and/or the theme to write – in any way that inspires you.

Pick a side. (Or write about both!)

Pick an image and/or a quote, or more than one, or a mix of the bunch.

It is tooootally up to you, so long as your writing has some kind of connection to this week’s themes and is no longer than 500 words.

You have until midday Friday 28th August to think, write, and post up your story to our Flash Face Off forums.

PLEASE make good use of these workshopping forums to offer feedback to others, receive feedback on your own story, and tweak/edit as much as you like. This really is the absolute best way to develop your writing (and it’s a really nice way to be part of your writing community).

We’ll be picking a handful of stories to be read on our live Flash Face Off online event at 9pm on the 28th August so will get in touch with authors on Friday to sort out logistics.

And that’s it! Enough preamble. Roll out the prompts!

OLD VS NEW

(Image source: Museums Victoria)

(Image source: Christian Bowen)

(Image source: Alex Harvey)

(image source: Clay Banks)

(Image source: Russ McCabe)

(Image source: Sushobhan Badhai)

“Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.”
The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
I do that too,” laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
I know what you mean,” said the little old man.”
― Shel Silverstein

“So many old and lovely things are stored in the world’s attic because we don’t want them around us and we don’t dare throw them out.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

“Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven

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