Daily Writing Prompt #10: A Game Interrupted

Here we go with day ten of my writing prompt series, where I suggest a scenario (often with a bit of scifi or fantasy flavor) and anyone who sees it is free to brainstorm around it and write a scene or story.

Prompt #10: a game interrupted  Fiction often utilizes game-playing as a way to vary things up.  In-story contests allows a miniature set of stakes to take place with whatever silly rules the author wants to utilize.  Whether it be a sport that a society takes too seriously, or the whims of an ancient mischievous entity, there’s always a way to make the results feel important.

The challenge here is to write a scene or story where a very important game is interrupted by something dangerous or significant, but the players decide to continue anyway, be it through stubbornness or determination.  Maybe it’s a pair of boxers continuing the fight even as a flood breaks in and surrounds the ring.  Maybe it’s someone trying to finish their board game with death while the complications of their illness set in.  Whatever happens, the game must go on.

Good luck and, as always, feel free to comment or discuss the prompt or offer direction to a story it inspired.

Daily Writing Prompt #9: Duck Master

Here we go with day nine of my writing prompt series, where I suggest a scenario (often with a bit of scifi or fantasy flavor) and anyone who sees it is free to brainstorm around it and write a scene or story.

Prompt #9: Duck Master  This is one of the uncommon ones I’ll post that doesn’t have to have a speculative fiction angle on it.  The world is full of strange professions that you don’t often think about.  Most people’s characters wind up working an average job (like retail) or a noble difficult one (like a doctor, scientist, or elite soldier).

In reality there is a position called duck master, held by one person at a time who works at the Peabody Hotel.  Their job is to march the trained ducks that act as the hotel’s mascots into and out of their private elevator each day so they can swim in the lobby’s fountain.  There is much ceremony to this and it draws a large crowd.

With the position of duck master in mind, the challenge is to make up a strange or extremely specialized profession for one of your characters to have.  After that you can build a scene or a story that could only be done with them and their daily life in mind.

Good luck and, as always, feel free to comment or discuss the prompt or offer direction to a story it inspired.

Daily Writing Prompt #8: Hatchling

Here we go with day eight of my writing prompt series, where I suggest a scenario (often with a bit of scifi or fantasy flavor) and anyone who sees it is free to brainstorm around it and write a scene or story.  (I know this has been a far cry from actual daily posting, but I’m sticking with the catchy name.)

Prompt #8: Hatchling  This one is a little more abstract as there is little way to connect it to humanity.  The challenge is to write a scene or story from the point of view of a creature (be it animal, mythological, engineered, or alien) as it is born.  More specifically, it should involve the process of the creature forcing its way out of an egg, pod, or other object and finding itself completely alone and confused.

To do this well you must try to regress and forget everything you know about life beyond the instincts of its basic processes.  Even the ideas of up and down should confuse the creature because it has probably been floating in some sort of fluid up until now.  The fun here is deconstructing perception and then imagining a way to build it back up from scratch.  You also have the opportunity to place the creature in a strange plot-twist scenario or an entirely new world of your own design that the reader can discover alongside the creature.

Good luck and, as always, feel free to comment or discuss the prompt or offer direction to a story it inspired.

How Conservatives Fundamentally Misunderstand Art/Entertainment

I’ll preface this by saying I’m referring to a specific vein of American religious/economic conservatism and am speaking generally rather than universally.  When it comes to people there are always exceptions to the rules.

I was tempted to write this after I heard that vice president-elect Mike Pence showed up to a showing of the stage hit Hamilton and was booed by the audience.  While he was leaving a member of the cast made a statement about the goals of the show that was, in essence, critical of the upcoming administration.  He was far more polite and loving in his statement than I think I could ever manage. Continue reading

School Supplies

Breeeeeeek, breek, breek.  Sort of like a cicada, but according to the box it was supposed to be a tree frog.  I hadn’t liked tree frogs in about six years, but when Mom said she was going to keep my room just as it was after I left she sure meant it.  So I was being woken up by a plastic golden alarm clock shaped like a frog.  It breeeked in my face and flashed the lights behind its purple eyes.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and winced when my feet hit the floor.  Pain.  Docs said my leg should be one hundred percent by now.  Liars.  They wanted me to get hurt again; it’s just more money in their pocket.  Miss the family doctor.  Think he was a real family doctor… like a cousin removed a handful of times or something.  You need your blood mixed with theirs to get them to really care. Continue reading

The Election

Well, it’s over.  There are about a hundred things that are over for me.  My idea of America as a nation of freedom is over.  Any hope I had left in humanity as a broad concept is over.  The last bit of attachment I have to my homeland is gone.

The nation has gone and elected the least-qualified man in history to its highest office.  I’m writing this at 3:40 in the morning because the stupidity of my species has taken sleep from me, among the hundred other things I mentioned. Continue reading

Daily Writing Prompt #7: Micronation Royalty

Here we go with day seven of my writing prompt series, where I suggest a scenario (often with a bit of scifi or fantasy flavor) and anyone who sees it is free to brainstorm around it and write a scene or story.

Prompt #7: Micronation Royalty  You would be forgiven if you didn’t exactly know what the term micronation implies.  I would direct you to the Wikipedia article on Sealand.  If you peruse that you’ll find that a micronation is any plot of land, or sometimes just a building, where its residents have decided they are a sovereign nation. Continue reading