Recently we had cause to contact an electrician. The plug socket we use for our kettle was becoming intermittent. Initially I blamed the kettle, but when the empty socket crackled and hissed, I decided it might burn the place down and called in an expert.
He soon discovered the culprit – a teeny, adventurous, but ultimately scorched spider*! He also mentioned that occasionally he’s asked to investigate malfunctioning outside plugs and finds a toasted slug deep inside the electrics.
Can you write this into a kooky story where something unexpected wriggles into a plug socket, with extraordinary results? Perhaps the sneaky something could be resistant to electric shocks, such as a dragon or, um, an electric eel!
If you write or create something prompted by this, please send an email to judydarley (at) iCloud.com to let me know. With your permission, I may publish it on SkyLightRain.com.
*No spiders were harmed in the devising of this creative prompt.
This scooter stands abandoned on the brim of a local park. Who do you think the owner might be? Write a list of ten attributes, including gender, age, size, favourite food, scariest moment so far, and so on.
I don’t know if this happens in your area, but where I live it’s common for people to leave objects they no longer want on their front wall. It’s a tendency that’s proliferated throughout lockdown while charity shops have been closed.
A magical event will soon resonate through Bristol’s skies, as hot air balloons will debut an especially commissioned musical composition.
Lockdown has meant that the city-dwellers amongst us have had more than our share of rooftop views lately. Restrictions have eased considerably in England, but can’t take away from the minutiae of everyday weirdnesses we’ve already observed in these times.
I paused to admire the glimmer of a rose chafer beetle inside a poppy when a bumblebee flew in to join the party.
During the depths of lockdown, these stilettos appeared balanced on a bin in our local park. It felt like a clue in a pandemic crime. Who had been out partying when the rest of us were mostly confined to our homes? What ball did they skitter home from barefoot?
Strolling through a local park, I saw three siblings playing on their scooters – two teenage girls and their smaller brother.