I've just been in a one-day creative writing workshop at CityLit, highly recommended! After a year's worth of dry spell, I have enough creative exercises and explorations to make several posts, using prompts and exercises from the day. In this prompt, you walk along a corridor filled with doors. This does not obey the laws …
Pinterest Story Prompt: She bought the shirt for a dollar at the thrift store and found the key in the pocket a week later. - deepwaterwritingprompts.tumblr.com Melly loved her monthly thrift store treasure hunts. She usually went in with a particular theme or purpose, but was just as usually diverted down fascinating rabbit holes of …
Pinterest Story Prompt: "You said you didn't need me any more." "That was before the dragons escaped sir." - sites-google/site/thesiteforwriters/ Ex-commander Samuel looked at the nervous courier and raised an eyebrow, but didn't move from his seat by the fire. "It's a pity you didn't find me isn't it." The courier paled further, "Please sir, …
Pinterest Story Prompt: You live alone in your apartment. One day you return to find a sword and an old, leather-bound book lying on your coffee table. - margaretterblanche.com Not too happy with this one - it's boring! If I had any idea on where it was going, I'd wipe out 95% of the scene …
Challenge Write for at least 350 words about a sweet labyrinth king, a red mage, a tavern, a dark tavern keeper, a cat, a frightened crusader who holds a dark secret and a plum tree. - http://www.eelkat.com Response In the kingdom of Or, ruled by the kind and generous King Arto, the royal castle served …
Andre trudged down the road, absent-mindedly dodging a psychotic-looking chicken. He gave himself a mental slap, he was a BRUTE, he should have booted the chicken halfway to the castle rather than avoiding it. He was very careful about his brute image, plenty of scars and clothing designed to intimidate, his weapon, an urgrosh, was …
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. Their names were Toby, Ben and Hugh. Toby was the eldest and took things seriously. Ben was the middle one and the artistic one. Hugh was the happy-go-lucky, outdoorsy, baby of the family. One day, for various reasons I won’t go into, our three heroes …
The DNA of Stories 