The Flood - Writer's Workshop for February 24, 2026
Writer's Workshop: February 24, 2026
This week's prompts:
Here are this week’s prompts:
Write a post based on the word predictions.
Write a post in exactly 10 sentences.
Write about an encounter with a very difficult person.
Tell us a story about an allergic reaction.
Talk about a moment when you felt especially proud of yourself.
What was the spiciest food you ever ate? How did you react when
you ate it?
Here are this week’s prompts:
Write a post based on the word predictions.
Write a post in exactly 10 sentences.
Write about an encounter with a very difficult person.
Tell us a story about an allergic reaction.
Talk about a moment when you felt especially proud of yourself.
What was the spiciest food you ever ate? How did you react when
you ate it?
Choose one of the prompts (or as many as you want) and write a post on your blog that addresses that prompt.
When you have published your post, leave a comment on this post with the URL of the post on your blog.
When you have published your post, leave a comment on this post with the URL of the post on your blog.
I chose to write 10 sentences.
It had been raining.
It
was currently raining.
It was going to keep raining for the forecastable future.
The rain poured down in proverbial buckets.
If raining cats and dogs were an actual thing, the buckets would
be overflowing with calicos and Cocker spaniels.
As
it was, all that overflowed were the house gutters,
the street gutters, and the banks of the creeks running through town.
Reporters, water dripping from soggy ponchos, were sent out “on
the scene”
holding useless umbrellas.
Anchors, from their dry newsrooms, claimed the water levels were
at a record
high, and “Thanks
for that update, Jill!”
Looking out my window I can see the drenched neighbors
frantically moving soggy lumber into their
carport.
I think they may be building an ark.
©2026 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

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