Writing Prompt

  • Wednesday WriteO Character Prompt: Gaudy

    Martin Hangston is known by the few people close to him as ‘Marty’, but he actually prefers ‘Marci’. He seems appropriately ‘normal’ outside, just a tad shy and quiet, but that’s ‘normal’ for a young boy his age that lives… Continue reading

    Wednesday WriteO Character Prompt: Gaudy
  • Saturday WriteO Prompt: Wish

    I wish that I had a little pocket dimension where time was slower and I could step in it to write. There, I wouldn’t be allergic to anything and so wouldn’t have to press a tissue to my nose every… Continue reading

    Saturday WriteO Prompt: Wish
  • Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Morgan

    Morgan’s room was often described as a cluster of colours that didn’t go together, a visual grinding melody. As a rental, there weren’t any wall decorations but just columns of bookshelves of a variety of heights, widths and colours. The… Continue reading

    Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Morgan
  • Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Extinguish

    I’ve burned brightly, And I’ve smouldered too, I’ve been orange flame and blue flame, Only with you. There have been moments of smoke, When it seems ash is all that’s left, But this flame is never extinguished, It just sometimes… Continue reading

    Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Extinguish
  • Saturday WriteO Prompt: Answer

    I cannot fathom the number of things that I don’t know and so I do not seek to find answers for everything. I don’t think I need to ask myself: what is the meaning of life? And that’s because I… Continue reading

    Saturday WriteO Prompt: Answer
  • Saturday WriteO Prompt: Writer

    I am a writer. That’s what I say to myself. I used to say “I want to be a writer”, but I’ve realised that I already am. Of course, I may not be a paid author or work in my… Continue reading

    Saturday WriteO Prompt: Writer
  • Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Saturated

    When Isla stepped into the fairy’s burrow, she expected there to be an abundance of trinkets and leaves, and so wasn’t prepared for the little hollow saturated in sap, pollen and petals. It wasn’t just a little bit of it,… Continue reading

    Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Saturated
  • Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Decide

    It’s too difficult to decide,What to write about in this poem,Or how to pick a theme,Or even why to write the poem at all. It’s too difficult to decide,I’m just so tried,My fingers are slow,And my thoughts rugged. It’s too… Continue reading

    Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Decide
  • Saturday WriteO Prompt: Sitting

    I sit at my desk a lot more than I used to. Every now and then it gets cluttered again but I’m getting a lot better at cleaning it off and sitting down at it to actually get work done.… Continue reading

    Saturday WriteO Prompt: Sitting
  • Wednesday’s WriteO Character Prompt: Wit

    Timothy Clever is said to be a young man with exceptional features. He’s most famous for his ice-blue eyes, so piercing that they’re thought to see right through people, able to discern everything about them. They sit behind narrow specs… Continue reading