Inventive Writing Prompt Round-up #44
Bon jour! Here is this week's collection of writing prompts, a bit later than usual because I went out to breakfast at my favorite French cafe. And I bought macarons, which are calling to me from the kitchen (they can be a rowdy bunch), but they are for dessert at my sister's dinner tonight. Anyway, these bits are from my Tumblr blog, where I post a new prompt every damn day.
#302 Write about something that surprised you or your main character. It could be something small or huge.
#303 Ah, a holiday. All day to relax and do what she wanted. But, oh crap. Then this happened….
#304 “We’ll forget the sun, in his jealous sky, as we walk in fields of gold.” Write about what Sting was singing about.
#305 Use the word promise, bird, and thunderstorm in a sentence and then use the sentence as a prompt.
#306 He just could not make the decision. How do you–or your main character–make a decision? Do you use a logical process (if so, explain) or rely on intuition?
#307 Does your main character believe in angels? Spirit guides? Or for that matter, God? If so, how do these beliefs manifest in his life? If not, same question.
#308 You’re at your desk. It’s a beautiful summer morning. The window is open, and you hear birds singing and the soft summer air blows through. But then, ____________ happens. And things are never the same again.
As always, share inspiration from these prompts or your writing life in the comments!
J.D.
#304 Interpreting poetry has never been easy for me, so it’s a wonder I like any of it. This time, I cheated; I looked at the whole lyric, not that it helped. lol. Someone far above him in looks or stature or wealth (the sun) is with the woman he loves, a betrothed, maybe, who fills the sky, leaving room for no one. Sting is whispering to her: Come with me. We’ll forget the one you think you love. Be with me and it will be like walking in fields of gold.