Dreaming of Prose: a Prompt

This week’s prose prompt asks you to pretend you are dreaming.  Write in detail about the dream you are having.  You can use stream-of-consciousness, or you can plan it out.  In this prompt, you can have a lucid dream where you direct the action and choose who, what, when, where, and how. How does the landscape look?  Who are the other characters in your dream?

Post what you come up with in the comments!

“A Spark in the Night” – Rick Mitchell

I remember seeing nothing at first, except for an oppressive darkness; a kind of binding absence that wrapped itself over me again and again, and I was alone. All sense of place and time were lost. There was only blackness. I couldn’t move either, just look ahead of myself, trying to make shapes out of the blank space before me until, in the very center of my vision, a light sprang into existence. I suppose I could say it was more like a spark than a light, as it danced like one tossed from a campfire, tumbling in the air until it went out. But just before the little spark extinguished, two more popped into existence, and now these two danced about until they went out, their passing met by more and so on, until finally those little sparks became a flame, and the flame turned to light. Its brightness shone until there was no darkness left.
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“The State of Virginia” – Rachel Sauls

No stranger to car troubles, particularly this car’s trouble, Caroline reluctantly slid into the driver’s seat of the ’91 Honda next to her estranged great aunt. Pretending to adjust the rearview mirror, she watched Gran and Gramps get into their car as if to make sure they would really follow them to Atlanta.

“Just don’t overheat,” she repeated in her head. “We have to make it home. Please don’t overheat.”

Caroline couldn’t help but assume that the scene she had caused last weekend at her sister Liz’s wedding landed her the undesired job of picking up her great Aunt Virginia from her grandparents in Thomaston and bringing her back to Atlanta. The thought of her drunken bridesmaid’s speech, coupled with her sister’s tears and her punishment, churned Caroline’s stomach the same way the wine had.

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“Questions? Comments?” – Cara Vandergriff

Lucinda knew she was a dependent, unstable woman when she ate Rocky Road ice cream, replayed the same pathetic Dean Martin songs, or turned in front of her bathroom mirror staring at her (almost certainly) expanding thighs. Mark had called last night and offered everything she might have hoped for in a break up speech. She heard all of the key phrases: “it’s not you it’s me” and “just need space” and “best if we don’t see each other.” The truth might have been one of them or none of them, or the one Lucinda hated worst of all, maybe it was underneath them all and those phrases just blanketed it and made it less vivid and ugly. She had directly turned on Dean Martin and reported to her bathroom for thigh examination.

“You’re nobody till somebody loves you,” Dean sang.
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An Interview with Marc Fitten

Marc FittenA work of art is like a gem. Important elements of the world are compressed together to create a concise and beautiful artifact. Like the notes of a song, every word is important to a written work’s aesthetic appeal, not one too many or too few. Marc Fitten uses this description of art in a writer’s workshop he teaches for students at the UTC Meacham Writer’s Conference. “Bathe in art”, he tells them. “It’s important to experience artistic expression outside of your own expertise. If you are a fiction writer, go to poetry readings and fine art exhibitions.” There is a social dialogue mingling amongst all of the arts. Though each of us may have an independent form of expression, we must keep others works in consideration when creating our own.

At only 35, Marc Fitten is the editor of The Chattahoochee Review, Atlanta’s oldest literary magazine. This is the Marc Fitten that puts on a suit and attends the mandatory meetings. Continue reading “An Interview with Marc Fitten”