#writersprompts

[kasualkafe]

#writersprompts 'Sun, don't come today' #streetwritersofficial https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ814-DC_Y4/?utm_medium=tumblr

[pollyartist]

Beautiful art by @tamelablessedart will be #featured in one of our upcoming projects. We love #northkansascity illustrators. When is the last time you felt this #happy about some #art. Post a pic and tag us!! Tonight we are having a write-in @steelsusedbooks looking forward to seeing some local friends at 7. We will post the #writersprompts so you can #write along at home!! #northkansascity #nationalpoetrymonth celebration tonight #writingcommunity #writinginspiration #flowers #spring #words wanted (at Steel's Used Books) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxiE9a3hpnF/?igshid=9dcgux3ca3zk

[littlefanwriter]

Choices...writing Prompt

You awake from a restless night to see yourself at age 13 and yourself at 70 both sitting in chairs across from you. You Blink and hear 13 yr old you say...Well it is about time we got up. There is tons to do. Take my hand and you can change 1 think from your past form age 10 to to your last birthday 8 days ago..They reach out their hand and you slowly start to take it when 70 yr old you says...Hold on there a second...If you take my hand you change change one thing in your future from your last birthday till the age of 70 and you will see your ripple effect in real time...reaching their hand out for you to take....Which do you choose?

[maybesanah-blog]

"Why don't you just forget him?" I asked Myr. She seemed shocked by my words but she composed herself, and stared off into space. I knew by that she was thinking of him again. "Why would I want to do that?" She replied after a minute or two of silence. "To get over him, to get back who you used to be, you know to just end this whole facade of being Happy, when in reality you're just dying inside" I replied. "I'm fine, Renee, I'm really" She said sighing. How can she be fine after what he did, she loved him with everything she had and all he did was to betray her and break her by pieces. "You're? Really? Because hiding behind those books, listening to music and always getting lost in them while staring at his picture , having solo trips to unknown places, writing in that journal of yours which you hated since the day you got it from your dad! What changed?" I asked masking my anger. "Nothing its just I find my peace in these things" she said lying on her bed now and staring at the ceiling, something she always did since we were children whenever she gets fed up with everyone hovering her. "Or you could just forget him, take him out of your system, get a rebound" I replied, I know I was being an asshole but I just wanted her to be her old self again.(READ MORE IN THE COMMENT) ~Sanah #writer #writersofig #writersproblems #writersofindia #writersprompts #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writers #poets #poetsofig #poetsofindia #poetsofinstagram #poetsofinsta #poetinstagram #love #heartbreak #darkside #sanah #sanatastic https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn2t6vWl2dm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=l9vs64obzf9c

[maybesanah-blog]

It's 2Am right now, I'm starting to feel the drowsiness kick in I see you on our bed, with that typewriter of yours Writing, one of your new books, with an occasional sip of your bittersweet coffee You glanced at me, and motioned me to come towards you I shaked my head as 'no' because I knew you won't be able to write then You always get side-tracked, easily 'I love you' you mouthed at me, and I just smiled at you and continued to stared at you whilst you were engrossed in that typewriter of yours I stared at your eyes, that seemed to be tired, how those crinkles by yours eyes gets deepened , whenever you smile. I recalled when you stared at me, the first time, it was like I am the only one you could see there I stared at your nose, the cute button type nose, which you scrunch up whenever you're lying I recalled when you lied for the first time to me, about how you like chocos than fruitloops. I stared at your lips, where three times a day, a ciggarette rests, lighted up, and not as a metaphor I recalled, our first kiss, where the taste of the cigarettes on your lips, still lingers over my lips. I stared at your face, which is now staring at me, and a small smile playing on those lips of yours I see you coming towards me, gently kissing my forehead, and taking me to bed with you. I stared at your hands, which was now caging me, between you and the wall. I see you resting your hands, on the small bump on my stomach and caressing it. I see you in my dream, holding our tiny bundle of joy, Our Son. ~Sanah #writersprompts #writer #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poets #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writerscommunity #love #unexplainablelove #unrequitedlove #writersofindia #poetsofindia (at Here, There or Somewhere Else) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnvGvpUlhQE/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=n9rxncwz0usx

[littlefanwriter]

Late night working

He sat as his desk, watching the clock tick tick tick as the minutes passed slowly one by one by one.

Looking at his desk for the hundredth time he saw again the coffee ring from 3 nights ago and thought again I should really clean that so it does not leave a permanent stain. However he made no effort to move to clean the mess.

His cubicle was small, only enough room for a small desk to hold his laptop with one external monitor, his chair and a small 2 drawer filing cabinet.

The light above his desk flickered again. Why did they not fix this yet. I put in the request months ago. In truth it was only 5 days ago but the constant buzz and flicker from the light just made late night working just that much harder. 

He tapped the keys on his keyboard a little harder then what was needed. He grabbed for the coffee cup took a sip and set it down. He was so into his work that he did not even notice that the cup was empty. In Fact he had been empty for quite some time now. 

These late nights were really starting to get to him. But with all the clients he had no choice. If he did not do what they wanted his family could be in danger. 

To his family he was just a hardworking husband and father that did his best to juggle work and home life. Although this was true what they did not know what that in order to create the life they were now accustomed to he had to make a deal.

[littlefanwriter]

Fun writing prompts from LittleFanWriter

Prompt One

Person A and B are roommates however Person A is a mermaid when in the water and Person B is a Rabbet after eating more than 4 carrots in an hour span but neither knows about the other. What happens when Person A makes dinner with lots of carrots in it (IE carrots in a stir fry and than carrots in dessert) and while Person A is changing they push Person B into a pool? (Side note...they do not know the other person is what they are they are both human until their triggers happen)

Prompt Two

Person A is an undercover CIA and Person B is a suspect in a case. Person A needs to get Person B so say they did the crime. Person A sets up to move in with person B and ends up falling in love with them. How does Person A make sure they do their job but still keep Person B safe? Post your results!