Writing Prompt #2


Something ‘mist-eerie-ous’. A short story revolving around mist and its mysteries.


Here is another prompt that I am putting out there for you people to get inspired and write about.

As usual, you can writer in whatever format you want, whether it’s poetry, short story, dialogue, et caetera, et caetera… It can be long, short or anything in-between these two. You are free to do what you want.

Once again, if you want to share it with me you can always send it to me by email via my contact page, or in the comments if you are comfortable with sharing it publicly.

I will try my best to give you feedback on whatever you have written.

I will be participating to this prompt too, you’ll see my work pop up during the week on my blog.

You have until Sunday this week (18/09/2016) to work on this and send it to me, no more, no less.

I hope you’ll have fun!

Get ready, set… write!

My answer to this prompt : The man in the mist


The first writing prompt I offered.

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Paint me like one of your french girls

It was blue, it had always been blue. So why not?

The thought had occurred to me like a self-evidence. A statement that needed no explanation or demonstration, a universal truth. Or what should have been a universal truth. Unfortunately, things weren’t the same over here, they didn’t understand them like we do.

It had been weird at first, difficult to believe and to get used to even. But over time it got easier, it almost became normal. They needed my help for basic things, things that might be easy even for one of our young souls but which, for them, even adults couldn’t do…

I tries my best, helping when I could, explaining when I couldn’t, trying to teach them a few tricks to get by more easily. It got slightly better but not by much, that was their existence and There wasn’t a lot I could do to change it…

I could see something they couldn’t and they idolized me for it. Not all of them, but a majority. Not that I really wanted this. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you view things, I made a few mistakes, that made them realize that perhaps I wasn’t so perfect…

They started doubting me a bit more, questioning, which was good, that ways they would become curious and look for answers on their own. Maybe even fond them. It took some time for me to really win their trust as a normal person and not as some messenger of a vengeful god… But I manager it, slowly but surely.

That’s why I was so excited and proud when they came to me that day and asked That favor of me. They had not asked for something of the kind for a long time. It was a strange request, not that easy a feat either but I accepted with glee, after all, that was giving me a chance to help them one last time.

So what did they ask me?, you wonder. Well they asked me to paint the sky blue and to let them finally see the wonderful sight I had always been speaking about. That mysterious color they had never been able to lay their eyes on…


My short story for the writing prompt I suggested earlier this week, enjoy.

Writing Prompt #1


“It was blue, it had always been blue. So why not?”


So, here is something I have never done, at least not from this side of the game. I love participating to story prompts like this, most of the time it’s motivating and brings inspiration, and the rest of the time it’s just interesting to go and read what others have imagined.

For some time now I have been toying with the idea of doing one myself, to see if I could manage to motivate some people to try playing with me and also to see how different our imaginations work. As I just said I don’t have much experience with this kind of exercise, except for those I have participated to so I apologize in advance if anything is unclear or not well-organized, this is my first. I’ll try to do better next time, because indeed, I hope there will be a next time!

After thinking about it for the last few days here is the prompt I have come up with. Imagine the sentence I offer you at the beginning is the beginning of a novel, a poem, a short story or anything that you might want to write. The goal is simple, you have to answer this single question: what comes next?

Your writing is absolutely not limited in any way, it can be in the form you want, go on for the length you want, be about the subjects you want and end or be destined to be continued later.The only restriction I would apply is that it has to contain the prompt as its first sentence, or in its first line(s) if you decide to go for a poem or something of the sort. That’s all, apart from that you are free. You choose, you decide, you write.

If you want me to give it a go and read it (to give you a bit of feedback on my impressions), you can send it to me via comments on this blog or through my social contacts on my Contact page (there’s a form to send me an email at the bottom of the page). Make sure you add a way for me to contact you and I’ll try to give you my thoughts on what you have to offer.

I will also (try to) participate to this prompt and (try to) give you my version of the inspiration I get from this sentence (if and when I have time). I’ll (try to) post it as soon as I can but it will be uploaded at the latest by next weekend, around the 27th or 28th of August so y’all have about one week to get to work and produce a masterpiece!

I really hope you’ll find this motivating and have fun trying it out!

All right, set your watches on me, grab your pens (or keyboards, as you prefer) and get ready… set… imagine!


My text for this prompt : Paint me like one of your french girls

Or another prompt I am offering!

Response to a prompt – V is for Visual

Thank you to PromptSmith for this cool idea of a prompt!

Basically, the goal of this visual prompt (you can go check out the original prompt if you want), is to create a piece of writing that is inspired by an image or a picture, I find this idea quite fun to do because I usually really get inspired by these kinds of things. Images, pictures, movies, songs are all things that somehow trigger my plot machine and it helps me imagine new scenes and events that I could add to the story.

So, here is the image I have chosen and the short text it has inspired me:


I know that this is supposed to be a creative exercise, where you write (or were you ‘art’) what the image inspires you but I wanted to do something a bit different. I am still going to talk about what this particular image inspired me but I am not going write a short story or a poem, I’m just going to describe how one particular idea came to me.

This is an image of the Doctor, going back or coming out of the TARDIS and surrounded by a completely black background. And it inspired me for an awesome scene in one of my stories, namely the story named We are the living. I wanted to depict a scene where one of the characters arrives in just the nick of time to save everyone and this awesome piece of art did the trick.

I’m not going to tell you exactly what happens in the story, because that would be spoiling one of the major plot devices, but what I can tell you is that jus by looking at this I had three new ideas condensed in one: what the situation would be and what would have caused it, what would happen to the characters and what they would try to do to make things better and finally the event that would turn the story around and become a plot twist and one of the big reveals of the story.

This image not only makes me really excited, mostly because I’m a huge fan of the Doctor Who series and I can’t have enough of number 12 (and especially his theme), but it also made me think about things that I wouldn’t have thought of in any other case and that, over time, inspired me to find a great idea for the plot of the story. I don’t know how to describe it when it happens but it’s really awesome to be able to feel the rush of the moment when you have an awesome idea. That happens a to me even if, unfortunately, all my ideas aren’t as good as I first think or if I forget them.

But feeling like you suddenly have something that the tip of your fingers can almost touch and then suddenly hearing something or seeing something that helps you unlock this idea is the best thing in writing I think. This image of the Doctor did it for me and I would like to thank whoever made this because one, it’s awesome as a background image and two, it helped me a lot!

One day, maybe, you will have the chance to read the few lines that this inspired to me and you will be as blown away as I was when I imagined the scene. My only hope is that it will be as great as what I envision! But for now you will have to be contempt knowing I have an idea and that it will be awesome.

Thanks for reading and thank you for this great prompt PromptSmith!

PS: I have to say that this image wasn’t my first choice when I started thinking about what I would write for this prompt but the other one I had, which would have been a real creative text, seemed far to complicated to condense in a short post so I decided to wait and keep it locked in my draft case until I feel motivated enough to tackle the ideas I have and to write the whole thing down.

Mr. Tea

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Prompt from WriterCookie but found here!


I wanted to do this prompt because I, contrary to many people who do it I suppose, do not like tea and have never enjoyed drinking it. I’d much rather have a good cup of hot chocolate or a glass of apple juice than tea. Now, I don’t mean to say I hate tea, no that’s wouldn’t be true, I like the concept but I don’t like drinking it, just like coffee.

What I do like about tea though is that it reminds me of people. My girlfriend,because she just can’t have enough of it, she love drinking it at night in front of a movie or before going to bed or while she is working on her lessons. It also reminds me of my mother and my grandmother, from the time when she was still alive, I remember the time they both tried to make me drink tea to try to see if I liked it. I’m sure it was a very good cup of tea but I have never been able to finish it and in the end they had to empty it in the sink because I really didn’t like it.

For me tea is something that I associate with these persons, and with England and funny jokes, but not something I am an active part of. I’m more an observer of tea than a drinker. I might try again one day but for the moment I’m just very happy to be where I am.


 

There, 253 words. Not bad.