My favorite writing prompt, from my high school psychology teacher, which was: take 5 minutes, fill a page with your thoughts. It could be a grocery list, the same words over and over again, stream of consciousness. It was part of a bigger project of getting us to be comfortable writing about ourselves, with and alongside each other. She fostered that trust by not reading our writing, instead glancing over it to make sure you had written at least a page. I loved the comfort her classroom brought me, and perhaps I felt called to the Artists Way later in life for this reason.
My favorite writing prompt, from my high school psychology teacher, which was: take 5 minutes, fill a page with your thoughts. It could be a grocery list, the same words over and over again, stream of consciousness. It was part of a bigger project of getting us to be comfortable writing about ourselves, with and alongside each other. She fostered that trust by not reading our writing, instead glancing over it to make sure you had written at least a page. I loved the comfort her classroom brought me, and perhaps I felt called to the Artists Way later in life for this reason.