Subspace Log: Writing Prompt 7
A picture of a small boy with his mouth opened wide and holding up a beach towel that reads “How’s my breath?” 2020-08-12
A picture of a small boy with his mouth opened wide and holding up a beach towel that reads “How’s my breath?” 2020-08-12
Trapped at the start of a new level of a game. Someone travels underground with a grate moving through the sands above so they can breathe and communicate. Searching for someone. 2020-08-10
Trying to drive two cars to the same destination by driving one a little, walking back, and driving the other one a little. Ever pausing and undoing progress to make the same progress again, eventually one car is left in… Read More »Subspace Log: Writing Prompt 5
“How do you tell the difference between quarantine reality and an alternate reality?” 2020-08-07 When something’s in quotes like this in my dream journal, it’s because it was a line of dialogue I remembered from the dream (and sometimes the… Read More »Subspace Log: Writing Prompt 4
A mother protecting her baby. Six swords. 2020-08-06 Yup. That’s it. That’s the whole prompt. It’s actually the entirety of the entry in my dream journal. Because some mornings I’ll literally only remember one word or feeling from the whole… Read More »Subspace Log: Writing Prompt 3