NaPoWriMo for April 3, 2017

April 2, 2017

DAY 3  – NaPoWriMo Prompt for  Monday April 3, 2017

“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”

G.K. Chesterton

Writing every day develops a good habit that will keep your creative juices flowing and help you focus on your writing efforts.    The prompts I share are meant to inspire and challenge.  Don’t expect that everything you write will be brilliant.  Just write.

See the March 31  Post for more about NaPoWriMo

Prompt for April 3


Choose one of these random 10 words lists.  Can you use at lease 6 words from the list you choose in 6 lines or less?  Can you use all 10?  Can you use 9 or 10 words in 4 lines?


  1. Abstract, force, lover, gossip, reporter, beg, captivate, cause, sentiment, bulletin
  2. Think, toll, race, pure, visual, trap, revival, mistreat, harm, judicial
  3. Wait, ranch, scrape, retire, sanctuary, session, recover, major, determine, integration


“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover,                                everyone becomes a poet.”

― Plato


Prompt Poem 1


Here’s what I wrote based on the  First Lines of Books prompt  (for April 1, 2017).


The Worst of Times, The Best of Times

By Christopher J. Jarmick


I am persuaded , whether I be the hero of my own life or not, I shall never tell nobody but God.

A story has no beginning or end but you’ll probably want to know what my lousy childhood was like.

You’ll want to know about the fateful point of change,  the arbitrarily chosen,  ‘golden predictament’

I could explain about the time the cold passed reluctantly from the earth into my lonely soul.

I could share the ironic advice my father gave me before he was arrested for a crime he did not commit.

The truth is, I  really don’t feel like going into it.


My words came from these first lines of  these novels:


Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested. —Franz Kafka, The Trial (1925)


If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. —J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (1951)


Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. —Charles Dickens, David Copperfield (1850)


A story has no beginning or end; arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead. —Graham Greene, The End of the Affair (1951)


You better not never tell nobody but God. —Alice Walker, The Color Purple (1982)


I, Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus This-that-and-the-other (for I shall not trouble you yet with all my titles) who was once, and not so long ago either, known to my friends and relatives and associates as “Claudius the Idiot,” or “That Claudius,” or “Claudius the Stammerer,” or “Clau-Clau-Claudius” or at best as “Poor Uncle Claudius,” am now about to write this strange history of my life; starting from my earliest childhood and continuing year by year until I reach the fateful point of change where, some eight years ago, at the age of fifty-one, I suddenly found myself caught in what I may call the “golden predicament” from which I have never since become disentangled. —Robert Graves, I, Claudius (1934)


The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting. —Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Courage (1895)


Keep Writing!


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