Everything is broken up
And dances. —Jim Morrison, The Ghost Song
Fill in the space around the puzzle piece – partly or fully. Where are you? Where is the puzzle piece? Where is the puzzle? What time of day or night? What is the temperature? Are you alone? Are there empty spaces in your life? Would you fill them – all of them, some of them?
Imagine that the little figure is thirty feet tall; is transparent; is on fire. Let us know where this prompt takes you.
I’m living in the in-between of working on my novel, Chow. I plead spaciness, the blur of simultaneously living in Flagstaff in the summer of 2019 – and Yucca Valley in 2017. I just found this writing on my desktop and I’m not sure who wrote it. Please claim your work. You can write me here – or at firstname.lastname@example.org Thank you for adding to Breakthroughwriting.
“Found Magic”—Interesting challenge. Magic is rarely found, it usually finds you. At least, it is my experience.
My most precious magical moment happened when living in New Mexico. I was driving back to Gallup from Las Cruces after visiting my son and family. I left I-25 at Socorro to take the shorter more scenic Route 60. Passing Magdalena and parts of the Magdalena Forest, I dropped down onto the Plains of San Augustin. This particular morning the Plains were covered as far as the eye could see with wild Sunflowers. A small herd of Pronghorn Antelope was crossing the road. And just ahead, I could see the Very Large Array telescopes coming into view. I was grateful I was the only one on the road because I had to stop and just soak it all in. It seemed that the ancient past smacked into the future. I was totally mesmerized. I felt I had entered a time warp. How else could I explain all the mystical, magical feelings surrounding me? I did not want to leave that moment in time. I am not sure how long I sat there, but I finally put the car in gear and started on towards Gallup. To this very day when that memory comes into my mind I still get the surreal feelings of floating in the sea of yellow flowers. I had been pulled into an amazing place. And it is still hard to leave it.
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