Ariana's Cafe - Prompt 2

Ariana's Cafe - Prompt 2 - July 9

I am so happy to see you came back for the next round!

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What is Ariana's Cafe?

Simply put: a place for the creative thinker.

How do I use the prompt?

However you like. Use it as inspiration for a discussion, use it to challenge yourself to blog on the prompt as a subject. Use it to help you with a scene that you're struggling with. Use it as inspiration for a piece of artwork.

Bottom line: use your creative mind to come up with something amazing from this prompt.

Share whatever you come up with below in the comments. If it's a blog post, share the link (always write some sort of description on the link so people will know you are not just a spammer). If it's a short story you want to share, again, share the link to it. If it's just a thought you had from the prompt, or maybe a scene that it helped you with, share that too. You do not have to share more than you want to, but even if you gained something from this prompt, I would love to hear it so I know they are of value, and which ones are valued most.

You're welcome to tag me on any social network if you share there, and I'm there. :)

Here is the prompt for this week! See you next week.

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