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June 9th, 2011

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08:17 am - Prompts!

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Life is a journey, not a destination.

We all travel through life, some on the road less traveled, some on the road to nowhere, and some cling firmly to the tradition of a major highway. But however we choose to travel, we are part of the great story of life.

And so are Sirius and Remus.

Remember, not all journeys are physical. Narrative itself is a journey, as is exploring and creating a work of art. Though this year's prompts may explore modes of transportation, holiday trips, maps, and other such tangible things, the true journey of life is inside us all - and inside your characters. Life is meant to be explored, so go ahead and explore it through words and images, stories and art!

Travel, whether physical or psychological, mental or spiritual, can be the heart of any work of art or fiction. Of course, there are physical journeys, but there also journeys of the heart, of the soul, the mind, and the psyche. French writer Marcel Proust once created a questionnaire that is now used as an interview on the final page of Vanity Fair magazine. Famous people from all walks of life are asked to answer, and one of the questions is: What is your favorite journey? Some choose to answer literally (New York to London), but many see it less literally. Past answers have included: reading a novel, returning home, painting a fresh canvas, falling in love, learning a new skill, raising a child, and getting to know another human being. Do not be fooled into thinking that one must leave the comfort of home in order to travel. True journeys are on the inside.

Below you will find a large selection of prompts to inspire you on your own creative journey. As not everyone is inspired by the same things, there are myriad choices including quotations, images, and audio/visual. Your job is to find something that inspires and interests you, to seek a prompt that will inspire your journey. As with journeys, not every prompt has to be interpreted literally. If you wish, the actual quotation or image or song can appear in the story/picture or your work can merely be evocative of the thing that inspired you. In other words, you are free to interpret your prompt any way you wish.

EVERYONE must select a prompt, whether artist or author or pinch hitter. You have between now and 11:59PM EST (like Toronto or NYC) on Friday, June 17th to select your prompt. Choose thoughtfully, but if you do not make your selection by 11:59PM on Friday, June 17th , we will have to hunt you down and release the hounds and force it out of you. It’s not pretty, trust us. The hound in question may not be Padfoot.

Please select only a single prompt. If you are inspired by multiple prompts, more power to you, but keep in mind that only one will become the basis for voting. (The voting question is, “How well did the author/artists use their prompt?”) There is no limit to how many times a prompt can be selected, so do not let that affect your choice. Statistically it is impossible (albeit highly unlikely) for everyone to select the same prompt, as well as for the prompts to be evenly distributed. For this reason, all comments are screened. We want you to choose what YOU want, not what you think everyone else won’t pick. Obviously, you are free to discuss your prompt choices (or the prompts themselves) with your teammates, but do not forget that the choice is yours and yours alone.

When you’ve decided upon your prompt, please copy the information in the text box and respond to the post. You should receive a confirmation from the Mods within twenty-four hours, but the prompt is yours as soon as you choose it. I you wish, you may even begin creating immediately.

If you have any questions or concerns, please see a Mod.

Thanks and have fun choosing!




















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Desperate for the waiters to leave, he and Florence turned in their chairs to consider the view—of a broad mossy lawn and, beyond, a tangle of flowering shrubs and trees clinging to a steep bank, almost a cliff, that descended to a lane that led to the beach. They could see the beginnings of a footpath, dropping by muddy steps, a way lined by weeds of extravagant size, giant rhubarb and cabbages, they looked like, with swollen stalks more than six feet tall, bending under the weight of dark, thick-veined leaves. The garden vegetation rose before them, sensuous and tropical in its profusion, an effect heightened by the gray, soft light and a delicate mist drifting in from the sea, whose distant steady motion made lapping and sucking sounds against the grating pebbles. Their plan was to change into rough shoes after supper and walk on the shingle, between the sea and the lagoon known as the Fleet, and if they had not finished the wine they would take that with them, and swig from the bottle like gentlemen of the road.
~ excerpt from On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwen

It is not down in any map; true places never are.
~ Herman Melville

Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.
~ Anatole France

If you are going through hell, keep going.
~ Winston Churchill

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
~ excerpt from The Road Less Traveled by Robert Frost

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended-up where I intended to be.
~ Douglas Adams

London is a roost for every bird.
~ Benjamin Disraeli

An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.
~ GK Chesterton

Not all those who wander are lost.
~ Tolkien

You were so smart then
in your jacket and coat.
My softest red scarf was warming your throat.
Winter was on us,
at the end of my nose,
but I never love England more than when covered in snow.

But a friend of mine says it's good to hear you believe in love even if set in fear
well I'll hold you there brother and set you straight
I won't make believe true love is frail and willing to break.

I will come back here,
bring me back when I'm old.
I want to lay here forever in the cold.
I might be cold but I'm just skin and bones
and I never love England more than when covered in snow.
~ lyrics from Goodbye England (Covered in Snow) by Laura Marling

The most important trip you may take in life is meeting people halfway.
~ Henry Boye

What a long strange trip it's been.
~ The Grateful Dead

A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.
~ John Steinbeck

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts of the shadow of our burden behind us.
~ Samuel Smiles

… we are the crossroads, my little outlaw,
and this is the map of my heart, the landscape
after cruelty which is, of course, a garden, which is
a tenderness, which is a room, a lover saying Hold me
tight, it's getting cold.
~ excerpt from Snow and Dirty Rain by Richard Siken

Half the fun of the travel is the aesthetic of lostness.
~ Ray Bradbury

Don't rely on others to show you the way, carry your own map.
~ David Baird

To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.
~ Aldous Huxley

We returned by another equally dark, deserted, glistening side alley, then onto via Santa Maria dell' Anima. Above us was a weak square streetlight mounted to the wall of a tiny old corner building. In the old days, they probably had a gas jet in its place. I stopped and he stopped. "The most beautiful day of my life and I end up throwing up." He wasn't listening. He pressed me against the wall and started to kiss me, his hips pushing into mine, his arms about to lift me off the ground. My eyes were shut, but I knew he had stopped kissing me to look around him; people could be walking by. I didn't want to look. Let him be the one to worry. Then we kissed again. And, with my eyes still shut, I think I did hear two voices, old men's voices, grumbling something about taking a good look at these two, wondering if in the old days you'd ever see such a sight. But I didn't want to think about them. I didn't worry. If he wasn't worried, I wasn't worried. I could spend the rest of my life like this: with him, at night, in Rome, my eyes totally shut, one leg coiled around his. I thought of coming back here in the weeks or months to come – for this was our spot.
~ excerpt from Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman

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Willie Nelson - On the Road Again:

Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road:

Bobby Darin - Beyond the Sea:

Adele - Chasing Pavements:

Bob Dylan - Man of Constant Sorrow:

Roger Miller - King of the Road:

Scene from The Wizard of Oz:
Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Excerpt from Homer's The Odyssey:

Luluc - Little Suitcase:

The Proclaimers - 500 Miles:

Pearl Jam - Long Road:

Animaniacs - Ballad of Magellan:

Excerpt from Around the World in 80 Treasures:

Bethany & Rufus - 900 Miles:

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