Writing Prompt, San Francisco Writer’s Grotto Pop-tarts, honey, raisins. I drove into the neighborhood feeling lighthearted as I watched my puppy in the driver’s side mirror. She’d recently begun to feel safe in the car-car and was hanging her head out the window, ears blowing back as the summer breeze caught her. She sniffed the air, absorbing all the smells in our neighborhood. She knew … Continue reading Open Your Kitchen Cabinet. Write a scene incorporating the first three things you see.