Tag: writing prompts

Space and Dark Space

Space and Dark Space

I’ve been posting writing prompts for a year now. A lot of them are interconnected in one way or another, so it may be time for a little site re-organization. It’s true I am telling stories in fragments, but it may be time to let them be stories. I have been steadily introducing the characters …

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Their Childhood

Their Childhood

One of my strongest memories is the day I met my father. It happened not long after the death of my mother; a day I can’t forget no matter how hard I try. I thought the mystery of my father died with her, that he would always be a ghost, haunting the edge of my …

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A Year in Review

A Year in Review

This prompt marks one year of weekly story-telling. As such, my writing partner and I agreed that we should do something a little special. The ‘prompt’ therefore came to include as many references to past prompts as possible in the scene. We both had very different approaches and agreed it was a fun exercise. I …

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Nightmare

Nightmare

A sea of tall grass swayed in the stiff breeze. Colored blossoms bobbed and danced between the stalks, bright splotches of color like dots of paint still wet from the artists’ brush. Sunlight filled a sky empty of clouds and bluer than she’d ever seen. On the corner of her vision, Domerin Lorcasf stooped to …

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Obsession Revisited

Obsession Revisited

Domerin’s smile faltered and he rushed to replace it with a false approximation. His partner was sensitive to his moods these days, especially those remotely negative, and he wasn’t in the mood for another argument. For months Kail had gone on about the Winter Solstice Ball in the capital, so enamored with the idea of …

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Time Sensitive Mail

Time Sensitive Mail

Beneath the half-finished designs of a wedding dress, beside the discarded plan for a new type of directed explosive, sat a half-finished letter. Ves plucked it from the pile of disorganized chaos, folded it carefully and tucked it into the envelope with the rest. That left only the final piece of correspondence. She had spent …

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