Your chest constricts. Exhaustion overwhelms you to the point where you’re not sure you’ll ever get up again. To be here…you never thought you would be here. You wondered. Theorized. But never truly believed it. This changes things forever.
What has just happened?
Was the experience good or bad?
Is “here” a real place or a metaphorical one?
What happens next?
Is there anyone else there?
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You stare out at the world around you. Fifty years ago, the landscape looked much different, felt different. You recall a conversation you had with someone yesterday about it, and if you look closely, you can still see traces of the world that once was. You think about what has changed, the decisions that led to this, and wonder. Was it worth it?
-What year is it? -Was the character alive fifty years ago? -What has changed? -What does the landscape look like now? -Colors? Sounds? Smells? -How does the character feel? -Is this earth or another planet?
The edge of the platform begins at the tip of your toes. You stare down into a seemingly endless abyss. There’s a roaring sound in your ears. Goosebumps raise on your arms, and your heart races faster and faster. This is it. This is the moment. This is the moment your life changes forever.
-What is the platform you’re standing on? -Where is it? -What is in the abyss? -What is the roaring sound? -Is there anyone else there? -Is this a literal scene or a metaphorical one? -What happens next?
What a better way to begin a new month than with a writing prompt? I hope you enjoy this one!
A song is playing. The rhythm tingles into your limbs, stirring emotions deep within. A memory springs up, a painful one. It weaves its way from a blurry whisper into a vivid imagining that feels so real you are transported back in time. Colors, smells, sounds, sensation. You wish the music would stop.
Hello everyone! Here is another writing prompt to help stimulate your muse! Hope you enjoy!
There is red in the air. From every angle, it’s all that can be seen, or is just all that you can see? Beads of wet liquid are running down your skin. Your awareness pushes away from the vibrant red and opens to your other senses: Sounds, loud and distant, distinct, eery; a smell–it’s familiar, but you’re not sure why; emotions well inside your veins, calling you to action.
– What is the red in the air? Is it the sky? Ceiling? Something else? Is it the environment or a fixation of the POV?
– What is the wet liquid running down the POV’s skin? Is it sweat? Tears? Blood? Something else?
– What is the smell? Why is it familiar?
– What are the sounds? Are they soothing? Calming?
– What emotions are welling? Fear? excitement? Anxiety?
It has been a really long time since I posted anything to this blog and a lot has taken place in that space but I am back and ready to put fingers to keyboard again!
I want to begin with something small: A writing prompt. I host a local writers critique group in my area called Augusta Writers Critique Group (AWCG). One of our events is simply me blasting out a monthly writing prompt to my 350+ members. Many of them have shared their responses with me for feedback and critique. I’m continuously blown away by what my group is able to accomplish, and how they are able to transform a few lines of muse stimulation into a moving and engaging narrative. I have enjoyed it so much.
The writing talent in my critique group is truly inspirational, and I’ve learned so much from interacting with them. My writing has drastically improved in ways that I never even realized that it needed to, but looking back at some of my manuscripts from before I began AWCG and comparing them to what I’ve written recently, it is clear how beneficial it has been. It’s truly a privilege and honor to be part of such an amazing community of writers.
With that said, I want to share those writing prompts and extend my experiences to my blogging family as well, so keep an eye out for monthly writing prompts that will be dropped every first Wednesday (or Thursday) of the new month. Here is the writing prompt for July:
July Writing Prompt
Your parents/guardians/caretakers are in the next room, their voices slightly muffled through the walls. You know they’re discussing you; the hushed tones are a dead giveaway. You’re not sure whether to laugh or cry at the implication of their words.
— Who is the POV? — What are the parents/guardians/caretakers discussing? — Was there an incident or is this a normal phase of life being discussed for the family and POV? — What time period is this? — How is the POV feeling? Sad, nervous, scared, proud, etc? — What does the POV plan to do next?