Here’s a writing prompt for you. It’s a simple fill-in-the-blank. You can use one word or several. Feel free to get as crazy, genre-appropriate, or as imaginative as you want. The point is to get the creative juices flowing. And it’s a good thing to dig deeper, so don’t stop at the first idea that hits you. Try coming up with at least five things.
“The road winds like _______.”
I’ll give you two examples to get you started:
“The road winds like a pretzel factory with the bends.”
“The road winds like a mystery novel.”
I’d love to hear what you come up with, so please share in the comments. Oh, and please keep your posts below an R-rating. It’s a family show, after all!
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Thanks to Janet Goodman, Jerry Childers, Matt Martoccio, Jeroen, Nila Kay, Steven, Derek Nyberg, Terry Banks, Willa Thompson, and everyone else for their great additions to Wordplay Thursday #23 (read it here)! Great job!
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The road winds like a squiggly line.
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The road winds like memories in time.
The road winds like nerves
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The road winds like the road rains.
Like an Appalachian logging road after a pint of shine.
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The road winds like the hands of time
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The road winds like a poet’s mind
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The road winds like a Tibetan prayer wheel, Tibetan prayer flag, snake trails on a desert floor