Friday, October 21st, 2011

Writing Prompt – In a Fog

Foggy Commute Home - Photo by Kelly A. Harmon

This was the scene I faced the other day, driving home from work. Fog, fog, everywhere!

Strangely, it was just as thick on the highway as it was on the back roads. Usually, the highway is clear no matter how foggy it is elsewhere, I presume from all the traffic…?

It was a slow commute, and of course my mind wandered to writing about fog…

I’ve done a lot of that myself. I find it fascinating, eerie, comforting, mysterious…. You name it. A lot depends on my mood. It’s a great backdrop for a story, or poetry. In grade school I wrote scads of really bad poetry (some, which didn’t even rhyme!) about fog, and thoughts and feelings lost in it, like ghosts… I’ll spare you the rest.

Here’s Your Prompt:
Write about fog. It doesn’t matter if you write about a memorable experience, or a scene with a character you’ve created (or even with a famous character someone else created), or a poem, etc.

Also: the fog doesn’t have to be physical. Just use the idea of fog in your writing.

You could write about foggy memories, or the fog of inebriation, or a drug-induced fog, or an emotional onslaught, etc. Doesn’t matter. You choose.

Here are some foggy prompts to get you started:

  • There’s a little child // Running round this house // And he never leaves // He will never leave // And the fog comes up from the sewers // And glows in the dark – (Song Lyrics by Radiohead)
  • Fear death?—to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face. – Robert Browning
  • The fog is thick as pea soup. You could cut it with a knife.
  • Cause the fog’s getting thicker // And the world’s spinning fast // The chaos is building // It’s going to last – (Song Lyrics by Maroon 5)
  • …but a strange young girl hung around the neck of the hostess is about as welcome as a fog at a garden party. – Etiquette, 1922 by Emily Post. Chapter 17: Balls and Dances
  • She carries the evening in her chest // And knows that she must wither away // She lays her head in his lap //
    And asks for a last kiss – (Song Lyrics for the Song “Nebel” by Rammstein – Nebel, translated to English = “fog”)
  • [Indications of Danger.] Alarm. Alarum, larum [archaic], alarm bell, tocsin, alerte [F.], beat of drum, sound of trumpet, note of alarm, hue and cry, fiery cross; signal of distress; flag at -half-mast, – half-staff; blue lights; war cry, war whoop; warning [See Warning]; fog signal, fog bell, fog horn, siren; yellow flag; danger signal; red light, red flag; fire bell, fire alarm, still alarm; burglar alarm; watchman’s rattle, police whistle. – (Roget’s Thesaurus, 1922)
  • Some say no evil thing that walks by night, in fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart fairy of the mine,
    Hath hurtful power o’er true virginity. – John Milton
  • “A Scotch fog will wet an Englishman through.” – Common saying
  • October 22nd to November 21st used to be referred to in the French Republican calendar as Brumaire, or, fog-month.

And here is some information about how fog is formed from USA Today.

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