Writing Cloud 99

Sets of writing prompts, 99 prompts at a time, and responses to go with them.

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In case you couldnt find the word for an author who’s a slut for smilies.

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In case you couldnt find the word for an author whose a slut for smilies.

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Set I, Prompt 25: Write a story set in fall

WC: 244

           Red, orange, brown, yellow. The colors float in the sky like bubbles. I could say leaves, but that would’ve been all too obvious. But yes, they are in fact leaves, floating slowly to the ground. Some of them don’t even get there because of the wind, picking them up and sweeping them away. I can’t help but chuckle at the ones that look like they try so hard to make it to the ground, only to flutter away a moment before they touch down. It almost looks like they changed their minds.

Today my plan was to go out and play until sundown, using the leaves as pillows to fall into when I jumped, and climbing the quickly baring trees. But instead I will stay inside and read. I found my favorite series again earlier this week, and now I’ve all but been sucked into the books again, and therefore will be reading rather than going outside today.

This particular series is about a dystopian world divided by blood, and the powers that rest within one girl’s hands. She tries to unite the society, by tearing down the government and it works, with some bumps along the way. It really is marvelous, and I’m content to stay inside with my pumpkin spice cocoa and a blanket and my book. So, fall the leaves outside my window, I’m much more fascinated by the tree that rests in my hands. It is my favorite after all.

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Set I, Prompt 2: Write a story with no dialogue, only description

WC: 256

           The wind twirled her hair with every gust, adding tangle after tangle, with no care in the world about the time it would take to brush it out when the girl got home. She smiled at the smells that owned the brisk air. There was maple, and damp leaves, and forming dew and the smell of pine in every breeze that passed. She stared as the falling sunlight penetrated the tree line, filling her front yard with broken and ever-shifting rays of sunlight that she could picture her future children playing in. She wanted to start a family here, in the autumn air, to have her perfect life, with the man standing next to her.

           He smiled at her, knowing that this was her favorite time of day, and seeing nothing but pure joy in her eyes made him the happiest he had ever been. She was his entire world, and this was the kind of scene she could collect her inspiration from. He knew that she wanted a family, and he was happy to give her whatever life she wanted, because he wanted it too. He wanted more than anything to have a family and a life where the autumn air filled with pine bled through the trees. He reached to her hand, and she looked at him with adoration as she squeezed his fingers in her grip. The silent ‘I love you’ was felt by both as they continued to enjoy the evening together, never dreaming of life that could possibly be better apart.

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Set I, Prompt 18: Write about what happens after dark

WC:329

           The sunset was pretty, but the time of day he loved most was the night. He would sit on the roof of his house, above the street lamps, and look at the stars. He would watch the phases of the moon pass as the days did, and watch the constellations change positions as the seasons did. He also loved to imagine what really happened in the world at night.

           Sometimes he thought about meteor showers and how they could be battles between Gods in the sky, or even just pebbles between angel brothers, being thrown as a distraction for each other that ended up distracting us. Other times, the stars looked like they were having a conversation. They twinkled and winked and shimmied in the night sky they were talking about something we could never understand, simply because it was every day topics for them. Usually he felt like this was the moon’s only time to come out and play. After all, it would make sense if the sun was the bully that wouldn’t share, then the moon could come out and play when the sun goes to bed.

           Then sometimes, He considered the darker options. The nighttime could be the time the darkness finally has a chance to creep back over the world, taking everything back over, like a rightful ruler finally returning home. Perhaps when the darkness takes over, the creatures that live within it could come out and explore everything it can’t touch in the day light. They would slink around with their sharpened teeth, and claws that drag on the ground as they take their sauntering steps to capture the living people. They would probably meet up with the monsters under the bed. There would be parties of them working together to scare children to death and feeding off the bodies.

           Or maybe the dark is just when it’s calm outside, and maybe the dark doesn’t want to be feared, maybe it just wants hugs.

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Set I, Prompt 77: Write about the first day of school

WC: 656

Dear Diary,

            Today was the first day, and I was late to school. Mom dropped me off late and now everyone in my first class calls me “late girl.” It’s not even that clever. It’s my Math class though so they’ll all stop laughing at me when they ask me for help. Based on what I saw today, I know the most about the subject in there. We’re doing the pre-test tomorrow to see what we already know before she starts actually teaching, so that’ll be easy. The only problem is that I’ll have to sit bored for the rest of the hour until everyone else finishes.

           Second hour I have art class, and today she talked about how “everyone in the class is a unique and lovely flower who is perfect and amazing and has their own style and that is what we’ll be finding this year” and blah blah blah. I’m required to take it as an elective. Needless to say, I’ll be pushing it to stay engaged in that class with a teacher who preaches that everyone is so great, even if they’re completely useless and don’t even try to do anything. Don’t get me wrong, everyone deserves to be on this world, but we were put here to improve it and to be our best selves, and she thinks that even complacent and lazy people are the greatest. It irks me.

           Next, I have History, which is also my home-room because it’s third hour. History is normally super fun, but my teacher talks all monotone. If I fall asleep, it’s not my fault alright? If I’m being completely honest, I’ll probably read ahead in my book and just do most of it on my own. It’s gonna be so hard having an uninterested teacher, he talks like a freaken sloth.

           Fourth hour is lunch. The food there, sucks.

           After lunch I have English class, and apparently, our first work that we are studying is Hamlet. The whole class has to get it by tomorrow. It’s a good thing I read it in 7th grade; I still have my copy. I guess cause of that I’m ahead in that class too, so that’s cool. I’m gonna start the final paper on it early so I have more time to help other people with theirs. I’m excited to start my editing business up again, I could use the extra money since we moved, and I don’t have a job here yet.

           I have Biology after English. I’ve never liked that subject, I’m way better at chemistry, but I don’t think it will be very difficult to keep up since the teacher seems really eager to help if we need it. I went up and talked to him near the end of class and he said he does tutoring after school on Tuesday and Thursday every week and his TA tutors during lunch if we need it. I might use that since I clearly won’t be eating lunch very often anyway.

           Last hour I have P.E., I hate it. But at least it’s last hour so I can go home right away instead of being sweaty and gross all day, or worse, having to shower in those nasty communal showers in the locker room. Ew. All we did today was go over rules in the gym and how the class is going to be run. I’m tempted to get injured and get a doctor’s note to not participate for as much of the year as possible.

           I came home right after school, and I don’t have any homework tonight- other than the super basic “Hi I’m blank and I like blank” worksheets, but most of my classes said to expect to have homework almost every night. Yay. At least most of it should be pretty easy. Mom is almost done with dinner, so I have to go, but I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Laters.

-A

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Set I, Prompt 45: Write a story featuring the color orange

The air was thick with humidity, as the rain had stopped only a few hours ago, and now the clouds were beginning to thin. The sun was lowering, coming close to the horizon as it began to change from yellow to orange. The trees were loud with their inhabitants chirping and squawking and chittering to signify the too-close end of the day. The flowers in the clearing swayed in the breeze that came from the east, already biting with the chill of the night-soaked land it came from.

Sunset was always the most amazing time of the day. The sky was painted with pinks, purples, and the ever-changing blue, getting darker and darker. The cotton-candy colored clouds were skimming across the sky above the horizon, playfully skipping around each other. But the sun itself… that was the most elegant shade of pure, burning orange. It could make you feel alive even in the darkest hour. That orange was what inspired people to move, to make a change, because it signified change from day to night, and brought the difference between the starkly contrasting halves of time.

The sun dipped behind the tree line, the powerful orange disappearing with it, and peace fell through the clearing. Everything began to fall asleep as they awaited a similar orange to wake them for the next day.

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Writing Schedule!

I will post responses to prompts from the list 3 times a week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The prompts are chosen at random, and once a Prompt Set has been completed, a new set will be posted and written. Response lengths will very greatly based on prompt, but all will be posted with word counts and any warnings if needed. First response post will be up tomorrow!

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99 Writing Prompts (Set I)

1)    Write a story using only dialogue, no description

2)    Write a story with no dialogue, only description

3)    Write a story with no characters, let the scene tell the story

4)    Write a story in first person

5)    Write a story in second person

6)    Write a story in third person

7)    Write a description using all five senses

8)    Write a story based on five things in your bag

9)    Write a dramatic description of what’s happening outside the window

10) Write a happy description of what’s happening outside the window

11) Write a fantasy story

12) Write a science fiction story

13) Write a story that takes place before you were born

14) Write a story that takes place now

15) Write a romance story

16) Write a scary story

17) Write a mystery story

18) Write a story about what happens after dark

19) Write a story about what happens during a storm

20) Write a story about what happened when “They” showed up

21) Write a story about love

22) Write a story with no sentence above five words in length

23) Write about your favorite smell

24) Write a story set in summer

25) Write a story set in fall

26) Write a story set in spring

27) Write a story set in winter

28) Write about someone who hurt you

29) Write about someone who made you happy

30) Write about what one of your characters would wear to a funeral

31) Write a story about death

32) Write a story about a birth

33) Write a story about the noise in the middle of the night

34) Write about something relaxing

35) Write a story that takes place near the sea

36) Write a story that takes place in the mountains

37) Write a story about someone who made a bad decision

38) Write a story about someone who doesn’t belong here

39) Write a story about an unusual day at work

40) Write about your favorite holiday

41) Write about a bad memory

42) Write a story featuring the color blue

43) Write a story featuring the color red

44) Write a story featuring the color yellow

45) Write a story featuring the color orange

46) Write a story featuring the color purple

47) Write a story featuring the color green

48) Write about why a character had children

49) Write about why a character didn’t have children

50) Write about someone older than you

51) Write about someone younger than you

52) Write about yourself

53) Write a fanfiction

54) Write about being late

55) Write about a volcano

56) Write a story about an apology

57) Write about the scent of the earth after rain

58) Write a story about panic

59) Write about lightning

60) Write about pain

61) Write about why the chicken crossed the road

62) Write about an idiom

63) Write about reaching a goal

64) Write about fear

65) Write about something powerful

66) Write a story about what happens in a 20 minute time period

67) Write about a field of flowers

68) Write a story about what might be hiding in that field

69) Write a story using only metaphors

70) Write about a flood

71) Write about forgetting something

72) Write a story set in Paris

73) Write a story about the cliff

74) Write a poem

75) Write a story about a fight

76) Write a story about a trip to the zoo

77) Write about the first day of school

78) Write about the last day of school

79) Write about the first day of work

80) Write about the last day of work

81) Write about the smell of fall

82) Write about the smell of summer

83) Write about the smell of spring

84) Write about the smell of winter

85) Write about what you hear right now

86) Write about an extinct animal

87) Write about the sound of bells

88) Write a story set in space

89) Write a story about something soft

90) Write about what its like when hands touch

91) Write about what anger looks like

92) Write about what happiness looks like

93) Write about what is behind door number one

94) Write about what is behind door number two

95) Write about what is behind door number three

96) Write a story about winning

97) Write a story about losing

98) Write a story about cheating

99) Write a story about getting caught