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Esther Chilton’s Word Prompt – Fire
Image imagined by me and created by ChatGPT George Washington once said “Government is not reason, it is not eloquence—it is force. Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master.” He was not wrong. In his fairwell address in 1796 he said “Let me now take a more comprehensive view, and warn you in the most solemn manner against the baneful effects of the spirit of party generally.” He believed that competing parties could: Put party loyalty above the national […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/08/19/esther-chiltons-word-prompt-fire/
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Hollowed Out Episode 9: The Silence
Image generated using ChatGPT Previous Episode She lived. They found her on the bathroom floor. Two eyes on the tile beside her. The blood dried in tracks down both cheeks and the tracks were the color of rust and the rust was the color of time and the time had stopped and started and stopped again. The paramedics wrapped the sockets in white gauze and the white was a judgment and the judgment was clean. They transported her on a gurney and the wheels squeaked on the linoleum and the […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/14/hollowed-out-episode-9-the-silence/
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Violet’s Literary Quotes – 9th July 2026
This story was written for Violet's Literary Quotes, where she gave us, “The depravity of man’s heart knows no floor.” ― Stephen Graham Jones, The Buffalo Hunter Hunter. Image generated using Perplexity AI The sky hung low and gray and full of iron. The boy stood at the edge of the field where the corn had been and watched the ground. The soil was black and wet and cold. It smelled of rot and iron and something older. He held the shovel with both hands and the handle was slick […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/10/violets-literary-quotes-9th-july-2026/
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Hollowed Out Episode 8: The Harvest
Image generated using Perplexity AI Previous Episode The images did not stop. They grew. They multiplied. They bred in the dark behind her eyes and the breeding was exponential and the dark was a nursery and the nursery was full. She stopped eating on the third day. She stopped drinking on the fourth. The body is a machine and the machine requires fuel and the fuel was irrelevant because the machine was no longer hers. The machine belonged to the eye and the eye belonged to the thing and […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/09/hollowed-out-episode-8-the-harvest/
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Three Things Challenge #MM477
Image generated using ChatGPT Ocular Torment - Previous Episode It began on the second night. She was standing at the bathroom mirror. The water running. The tap cold against her fingers. She looked at her face and the face was her face and then the face was not her face. The eyes shifted. Not the pupils. Not the iris. Something behind the eyes. Something moving like a shape behind frosted glass. She blinked and the blinking was a reset and the face was her face and the water was running […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/08/three-things-challenge-mm477/
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Three Things Challenge #MM476
Image generated using ChatGPT Transference - Previous Episode They found him at seven-fourteen in the morning. Two uniforms and a paramedic who stood in the doorway too long and whose senior partner had to push past him to reach the table. The paramedic was young and the young are uncomfortable in the presence of death. He checked the carotid and withdrew his hand and wiped his fingers on his trousers and said nothing because there was nothing to say that the room did not already know. The […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/05/three-things-challenge-mm476/
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Esther Chilton’s Writing Prompt – Block
Image generated using ChatGPT The Room - Previous Episode She went looking for him on the fifth day. The guard waved her through without the log. The corridor was the same corridor it had always been and the lights were the same lights and she walked it the way she had walked it before and it felt nothing like before. She found him in the interrogation room. He was seated at the table with his hands flat on the surface and his eyes open and the eyes were wrong in a way she did not yet […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/07/02/esther-chiltons-writing-prompt-block/
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Esther Chilton’s Word Prompt – Shower
Image imagined by me and created by ChatGPT The Cleanse After the accident, they told her the shower would help. Warm water. Routine. Normalcy. She stepped in. Let it wash over her. And for the first time in weeks, she felt clean. She stepped out. Looked in the mirror. Dirt. Everywhere. Caked under her nails, streaked across her cheeks, matted in her hair. She got back in. Scrubbed until her skin screamed raw. Stepped out. Dirt. More than before. On the third cycle, she finally […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/06/10/esther-chiltons-word-prompt-shower/
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FOWC with Fandango — Laundry
Don Henley’s “Dirty Laundry” has been tumbling around in my head all day, which feels about right for a word like laundry. Released in 1982, it is less a song than a sneer at TV news, a reminder that the six o’clock broadcast is just another crime scene. Henley’s narrator is a hollow anchor who only needs to look good, not be honest, selling us car crashes and fresh corpses with a professional smile. The real indictment, though, is aimed at the audience. We cluck our tongues at […]https://markneweden.wordpress.com/2026/04/01/fowc-with-fandango-laundry/
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That thing where the focus in the novel you're writing moves from two protagonists burgling a museum and escaping ahead of a torrent of rabid mole rats and switches to a space princess being advised that someone is stealing all the skulls in the necropolis ... #WritingFun
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Wrote a fun, possibly silly scene today where Yves's twin tries to fool Bex into thinking he's Yves and gets met with, "You may be identical, but you don't actually look alike."
And he's like, "Sure. But you realize OUR PARENTS can't tell us apart?"
And he offers a bet: if he can fool other people who know both of them, she'll have to tell Yves why she's paid enough attention to either of them to spot the differences.
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Look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t true