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“Vessel”: Inktober Day #3, Writer Edition
I’m using Inktober prompts to generate daily writing
I’m always jealous of my visual artist friends, especially my sister, when Inktober rolls around. Then this year I realized that even though I don’t draw, I do write, and it might be fun to take the same prompts and see what twenty minutes of writing on the given topic elicits. So I thought I’d just play and see where things take me (knowing that a lot of what I write will be dreck), and maybe you’d like to join too. Here are this year’s prompts.
To carry something inside yourself. To be the passage through which something vital passes on its way to somewhere else. To be deemed “empty” and thus denoted female. To pump with life force. To carry to term. To be the place that liquid resides; liquid that sustains, cool, essential. To be a ship across vast waters, bringing goods from the place they grew, were made, were loaded, to a place that wants and might even need them. An old word which slithers from the front of the mouth, almost like a whisper, almost like a threat, because how can something that hides so many things inside of it ever be allowed to be simply good?
