#CCC1
Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here’s some suggestions:
- An answering photo
- A cartoon
- A joke
- A caption
- An anecdote
- A short story (flash fiction)
- A poem
- A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
- An essay
- A song—the lyrics or the performance
You have plenty of scope, and only two criteria:
- Your creative offering is indeed yours
- Your writing is kept to 150 words or less
To share your acts of inspired creativity simply tag it #CCC
To view all contributions, search #CCC in the WP Reader
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.
Details of the photo are given, if relevant, below this line
#CCC 1 one time Britannia Barracks, home of the Royal Norfolks, now HM Prison. Norwich.
crispina kemp 
Reblogged this on Sammi Cox and commented:
For those of you who enjoy writing prompts, a new weekly creative challenge has just started over on Crimson Prose…
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Thanks Sammi. Let’s hope it kicks off.
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I’ve seen a number of participants. Looking forward to reading their entries 🙂
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Every one of them (or the ones I’ve seen) were interesting interpretions, well written
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I’ve just finished going through them, and I agree. All different, all interesting, all well-written 🙂
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I checked them out as each one posted. And I left encouraging comments on all. Because all warrented that. 🙂 I can see this could grow to quite a time-consuming project!
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Yes, hosting a regular challenge is a fun endeavour but it can turn out to be quite time-consuming. I fell behind with reading responses to the Weekend Writing Prompt nearly 6 months ago…but I’m slowly going back and reading and liking posts, even if I don’t have time to leave a comment…
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Yea, I’m still waiting to see how this takes off. I think I might have to amend the instructions to include a link back to my site, just so I can find the various contributors. Next week, hey.
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But worth it.
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My thoughts on this image, great idea by the way:
https://summerstommy.com/2018/11/14/crimsons-creative-challenge-1-damp-spots/
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This is where Crispina grew up. When you’re the offspring of a bandersnatch and a hippogriff, what would you expect? They kept her locked up for years, fearful that if she was let loose, she would ravage the country.
And then Henry VIII dissolved the monasteries, and her keepers fled. She wandered back to her home, only to find the Enclosures had turned it into a sheep pasture. Heartbroken, she lived there for many years, until she got tired of woolen clothing and mutton, and then she set out to see the world.
She traveled to the sea. Its rhythms soothed her. Its smell delighted her. She found a home that was almost surrounded by the sea, and there she established her third home. (We believe this was in 1689, though some claim she moved there only after passage of the First Reform Bill in 1832.) And there she stayed, entranced by the sea for decade upon decade.
But all things must end. She woke up one day to find her wings on fire, and by the time they had been put out, they had burnt down to stubs. Crispina was heartbroken. She walked over to her desk, sat down . . . and was amazed! For her wings no longer battered her computer into Error 404. She could actually use her computer to write to people all over the world. Of course, she would have to hide her origins. But every so often, as a sly joke, she lets slip hints of her past.
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Gosh, I’ve been discovered. It must have been that talent scout who came scooting by the otherday.
BTW: you’ve given me a much more interesting biog than the actual truth. But two omissions. Art college, and theatre etc, Otherwise, pretty accurate, Oh, and I moved to the sea-surrounded house in 1604, under the auspices of King James. 🙂
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Well, you know how it is, Crispina. I was relying on the Later East Anglian Chronicle by Thomas the Cuckold, and he’s not reliable on details.
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Ah, yes, him. He went a bit off-tracks when his wife fixed the horns on him. Bless him, I always felt sorry for him. It wasn’t even that his wife was a looker.
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