Just because something is lame doesn’t mean it’s devoid of feelings.

Okay, sure, lots of lame things don’t have feelings.  Because things tend to be inanimate.  But let’s just pretend right now that all questionably dorky, lamesauce entities have feelings.  And these feelings get hurt just like the feelie bits of majestic or honorable or nifty things.  Today, kiddos, we are going to work on lashing out against the trouncing of these lame things.

Drum roll, please.

Writing Prompt #11 – In Defense of Lameness

Here’s the skinny.  We will be writing monologues.  And these monologues will be formatted in a first person account of a lame thing.  You will adopt the voice of this object or concept and vehemently and righteously defend yourself (as your chosen lame-o object) from all sort of naysayers, pitchfork wielders and all that would rather see you falter and stay in your pathetic box than stand up for yourself and say NO MORE!  What you deem lame is up to you.  Add some humor to the defense of lameness.  Or construct a rational, but impassioned plea for understanding.  Up to you.  You could be that pair of white saddle shoes worn after Labor Day.  You could be a mullet or a rat tail or permed bangs.   Choose what you like but be prepared to throw down to defend yourself.  No more bad reputations or laughs chortled at you, lame thing.  Today you will monologue on high about your right to be as lame as you want, how you want, when you want.  In fact, this prompt intends to have you refute the claims of lameness.  Take a stand for the culottes of the world.

And if you need some inspiration and like your monologues rough and tumbly, read an excellent defense of the Comic Sans font by Mike Lacher here.