Below is a sample. Enjoy…
Here’s a fun image that might spark a fun short story or some thoughts about ‘real life’.
Need some musical inspiration?
Try this. [I’m thinking you won’t need to listen to all 15 minutes. ;->]
Disclaimer: These suggestions are pertinent to the topic of time and do not necessarily reflect the tastes of the author of this post. [Unless, of course, you like the selections, in which case the author is a genius.]
I try to occasionally stretch at least one of my writing prompts a bit…
“Really, a cronut?”
“Why not? It’s a delicacy. And it’s just a warmup. I’ve pre-ordered for us.”
“I don’t like the sound of that.”
“When you see the spread of desserts blanketing the table in back, you’ll change your tune.”
“What is with you and sugar?”
“It’s not just sugar. It’s butter, it’s flour, it’s comfort.”
“And it’s decadence.”
“Well, yeah, there’s that.”
We eased our way through the maze of customers and leaned with our shoulders to open the double doors.
There stood four guys in chef hats, lined up like sentries, arms crossed.
“Are you sure you won’t change your mind?”
Four more for your imagination’s pleasure…
- We weren’t thrilled to see a silhouette of a person inside the guest room…
- “Could you please have a clue, just this once?”
- “It’s anybody’s guess at this point.”
I winced. “Just what I like in a detective…that sense of certainty.”
- “Donuts, a Snickers, and day-old coffee—breakfast of champions.”
I’ve been creating my own writing prompts when I need a little creative boost for the day. For the next couple of posts, I’ll add a few here, in case you want a little nudge yourself.
“What’s with all the cameras?”
“I think we’ll need a little more coverage than your twelve Instagram followers.”
“Some people are helped when they write in a journal.”
“Ohhh, you wouldn’t want to read what I’m thinking.”
“Don’t worry. We’re going to get you home.”
“Time for a new wardrobe!”
Where did she get these ideas?
“My clothes are fine.” I flipped to the new page in my Sports Illustrated.
“Your clothes are not fine. I can darn near see through the seat of your jeans and let me tell you, it is not a pretty sight from any angle.”
I reached around and felt my, well, my butt. “Okay, things might be thinning a bit back there, but that doesn’t mean a complete overhaul of my closet.”
“Okay, then, let’s start with pants.”
“My cargo shorts have served me well.”
“What part of ‘pants’ don’t you understand?” She rifled through everything that had stayed on a hanger. “We’re talking a piece of clothing that actually covers your entire leg.”
“I’m sure I have some in there.”
She pulled out a pair of tie-died Zubazz and glared at me.
“See? I told you.”
I’ve been dreaming up writing prompts for years. I just decided to add a little substance to a few of them as a writing exercise. They’re obviously not complete stories, but I’m giving myself [and anybody else] a chance to develop them further.