Writing Prompts

A place for those who may need a bit of help with their writing.

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Prompt #27

               “It’s your turn to do the dishes.”

               “Oh, hell no. Fight me for it?”

               “Fine. When you get hurt, remember you asked for it.”

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Prompt #26

               “It’s time for bed, my silly child!” He crowed, chasing the toddler around the family room.

               He scooped the child up and roared as the child giggled with delight. His significant other smiled at them from their chair, placing the book they’d been reading on the end table. Tickling the toddler, he placed the wriggling child into his significant other’s lap, where they squealed with excitement.

               “Come now, dear child, don’t say a word,” They began to sing as they stood, rocking the child in their arms. “I’m gonna buy you a mockingbird-“

               “Honey? What are you doing?” A worried voice called from the kitchen.

               He jerked as if he’d been struck and stared at the wall separating kitchen from family room. The voice sounded familiar. When he returned his attention to the family room, they were gone. The lovely lullaby and happy laughter was gone. There was no sign they had been there at all, except for the aching pain in his heart and the lonely book on the end table.

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Prompt #25

               She stood at the threshold and tried to hold back the tears. They looked back over their shoulder, and she offered a trembling smile to help them on their way. Each foot fall sounded like thunder, and each leaf crunched under foot like broken glass. As they entered their car and closed the door, the sound reverberated in her mind like the final, soul-shattered crash of a prison door locking in place. This was the end, and there was no going back.

               Before the car could leave the driveway, she returned to her now-empty home, and collapsed in tears.

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Prompt #24

“If I could find you now, things would get better.”

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Prompt #23

               You can understand animals, but only the ones you’ve cared for and they aren’t able to understand you. Describe a typical day.

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Prompt #22

               “Any last words, murderer?”

               “Yes, you have a giant booger sticking out of your nose.”

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Prompt #21

               “Your blood tastes awful. What have you been eating?”

               “Ramen. It’s finals week, and I haven’t had time-“

               “I’m buying you some real food. Get your goddamn shoes on, blood-bag.”

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Prompt #20

               Everyone in the world has special powers, but they are only activated when incredibly drunk. You’ve just come of age and are at your first party, where other people your age are nervously drinking copious amounts of alcohol.

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Prompt #19

               Congratulations, you’re dead! Death and Life were gambling on how you’d die, and Life won (having said you’d clumsily bludgeon yourself while Death believed you’d be shot by a scorned lover). As a prize for being such a good sport, Life offers you a chance to be born into any dimension of your choice. Life hands you a catalogue as thick as your thigh and wishes you luck.

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Prompt #18

               You expected Hell to be more… terrifying. Instead, it sort of feels like a DnD game gone awry.

               [Alternatively…]

               You expected Heaven to be more… peaceful. Instead, it sort of feels like a DnD game gone awry.

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Prompt # 17

               Their dog would not stop tugging on their pant leg as they got ready to leave.

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Prompt #16

               You’ve found a Tumblr blog you really enjoy. As you scroll through it, laughing occasionally, you start to notice a theme in their posts. There are a few words out of place. The author is reaching out, and only you’ve seemed to notice….

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Prompt #15

               The joyous sound of laughter transformed into wretched screaming as they entered the room.

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Prompt #14

               His tongue could lash the bark off an Oak tree.

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Writing Trick #1

               Scream at the blinking caret until words appear.

               This may include: crying, beating on the keyboard, cursing loudly, and inevitably typing how much you hate the process with enough sass to make God cry.

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Prompt #13

               “What the hell is this?”

               “You’ll need it on this quest.”

               “It’s a puppy. A tiny puppy.”

               “Trust me, you’ll need it.”

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Prompt #12

               The world was alive, and they were happily drowning in it.