Writing Prompts

Too Many Tales to Tell

I never understand when writers complain about having no ideas for stories. Ideas spill like rainwater out of the gutter of my mind, overflow my psyche and drip like honey from my fingertips… er… onto my laptop where they transmogrify into… um… huh?

One thousand words per day is my goal at present. I hit it more days than not, but it doesn’t seem to make much of a dent in the trove of ideas milling about in my head. I have a glut of ideas and less than burning desire to actually get my butt in chair and write them. Other writers have a hunger for writing itself (some even like editing, the weirdos!) and lack ideas.

Sigh… a rant.

On a related note, I love writing prompts. Not the ones about ‘What I Did Last Summer” or “What Would I Take to a Deserter Island.” I love picture prompts and random word prompts. Skwerly, aka Derek Odom, puts up word prompts on the Accentuate Writer forum writing prompts section regularly. They’re great fun.

Random photo prompt of the day:

What can you come up with?

Writing Prompts for Creativity? Or a Waste of Time?

I used to have this very complex metod of coming up with writing prompts. I have abandoned it in favor of my Roll the Dice method. Sometimes I just go to one of my favorite fantasy art places, like Elfwood, or Deviant Art, and randomly select a picture as a writing prompt.

About a year ago, I wrote one short story every week. It was a quota, and I used writing prompts religiously. Many of those stories are gathering dust in my virtual trunk right now, though some of them have squeeked through to be worth something. None have been published yet, although one is out for submission right now.

Anyway… when I was in the grip of this mad quota, I wasn’t writing to be published. Like a baseball pitcher throwing fast balls over and over again, I was practicing. I didn’t think my stories could go anywhere, just like those pitcher’s pitches would never strike out a batter.

Around that time, I met a guy on a writer’s forum who told me that practicing writing was silly. Every bit of writing you do, he said, should be done with the expectation of publication. Otherwise, it was worthless. Did I agree with that then? Do I agree with it now?

I think I’ve reached a point in my writing life where I am relatively confident in my ability to write well. Not write fantastically, not write perfectly, but write well. I get paid to write every day. I’ve had some fiction published. I don’t think I really need to do practice exercises that could never get published because of their very nature.

However, they can still be enjoyable. They can still improve writing skill. When someone posts a picture writing prompt (They’re my favorite type!) at the Accentuate Writer forum, I usually write something for it. I don’t consider it a worthless exercise. I consider it fun.

Old Woman in the Tree

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This is from the writing prompt on the Photo Story blog.

My breasts are sagging, but since my husband died years ago, cut down in his prime for fire wood, it hardly matters anymore. My pine is still strong, my sap still running and my leafy finery still thick and green. Of course, that grows anew every year, so its hardly something to boast about.

More frequently of late my mind has turned to summers long past. Way down deep in my woody core I recall the wind pushing me hither and thither as a sapling. I remember watching he who would become my husband sprout from a nut on the forest floor. I remember when men came with machines and took the forest away. We were spared. We were blessed for a long time.

Now, I stand in a park with children and dogs scurrying around my trunk. Lovers come and kiss beneath me, hikers lean against me to stretch their legs. I stand gape-mouthed, breathing out the wood song I heard as a sapling, but no one listens.

“Your Photo Story” Short Story

This is my 5 minute story inspired by the first photo on Your Photo Story, writing prompt blog.

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“It has that itchy stuff on the sides. I can feel it already.” Trina squirmed and pulled her arms in toward her chest.

Cale sighed and shook his head for the four-hundred and thirty-seventh time that trip. His neck had begun to ache.

“The ‘itchy stuff’ is far off the path, M’lady. It will not spring upon you.” He stared at a spot in the middle of her back, only vaguely remembering what it felt like to place his hand upon soft silk there when they had danced in the great hall.

“Ewww!” She squealed and jumped sideways, almost landing in a patch of the poison ivy that wound through the grass at the side of the path. “Dung!”

Her gleaming black boot had come down within inches of a considerable pile of dragon droppings. Cale bit his lip to keep from smiling. “See? I told you this path was in use.”

She turned and glared at him, but he looked back placidly. It was she who wanted to come on this ridiculous quest to begin with. She who insisted he accompany her, perhaps under the false impression that he wished to court her and should thus prove himself.

“A fairy dragon did not leave this.” Her lips pursed and one white hand waved toward the pile on the ground.

“No, M’lady,” he said, the grin slipping onto his lips at last. “But if you look more closely, you may find one within.”

She stared at him gape-mouthed for a long moment as he grinned at her. Then, stomping her foot, she spun around and continued up the path toward the hatchery.

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Four minutes. That was fun!

Introducing “Your Photo Story”

A friend of mine, Angel Sharum, just started a wonderful new blog called, “Your Photo Story.” She will post a photo every week for writers to be inspired by.

Your Photo Story

Check it out and use it! A great way to keep your creativity pumping.

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