Writing Prompts ✏️
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
I open the door to the hallway. I tap on the Messages icon on my phone—no messages. I go back to playing Tile Hop and shut the door behind me. Mom stands in the hallway, looking at her feet. She looks up as she notices me. “Pai?” Mom says, choosing her words carefully, “I think maybe you need a change of scenery.” I grin. “We’re redoing my room? YAY! I was thinking maybe we could paint it—” “P...
I’m a Marshmallow now apparently? Or is it Marshmello? Anyways yeah ᴜꜱ ᴍᴀʀꜱʜᴍᴇʟʟᴏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ, ᴡʜᴏʟᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ, ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ! ᴡᴇ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴠᴏᴛᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ ᴜᴘᴠᴏᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴠᴏᴛᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ꜱᴘᴀᴍᴍᴇᴅ. ʀᴇᴇᴅꜱʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴅ. ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀꜱʜᴍᴇʟʟᴏꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴠᴀɪʟ! (ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀꜱʜᴍᴇʟʟᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙɪᴏ :ᴅ ᴍᴀʀꜱʜᴍᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ!!!) Hello and welcome to my page, whoever happened to stumble upon it! If you’re looking for me to talk about how I’m an introverted grammar freak with the craziest dreams of being an author, I refuse. I’m not going to bother opening my mouth about how I’m pretty much hopeless at writing, or that I’m so obsessed with reading that I’ll probably finish the Hunger Games trilogy by tomorrow. In fact, by the time anyone reads this, I’ll probably have read each book cover to cover, not that I’ll tell you that. Sorry, you’ll just have to imagine how horribly dull my life is right now because of stupid COVID-19. So yeah. My lips are sealed. As a fellow writer, I can assume you’re minorly intrigued by my name. Anyone would had they experienced as much writer’s block as I have. You were probably just thinking, ooh, what’s this writing prompts thing? Well shut up and listen cuz I’m about to tell you. I like making up prompts. It’s fun but sometimes really annoying because my brain gets so stuck on one absurd ethical question that I can’t stop thinking about it until I twist it into some evil plot. But then it’s so SATISFYING to add that delicious ‘whaaaaAAAAT DID YOU JUST SAY????’ moment. For example, my latest cliffhanger. Malicious really, but so GREAT for me. Wallowing in readers’ tears—it’s what writing’s really about. Lemme guess, you’re taking a quick detour down Memory Lane to the last devastating cliffhanger you penned. Was it betrayal? Death? Murder? Misleading? Feel free to tell me all about it in comments. You might have to explain the whole plot to me, but don’t worry, I’ve practically got all day! And NOW, you’re bored senseless and are waiting for me to explain why in the name of chocolate ice cream I named myself ‘Writing Prompts’. Fiiiiine, fine. The deal is, if you follow me, I’ll comment you a random writing prompt every once in a while. No set dates unless you want one once a year. If that, honestly. If I think of a really juicy one, I’ll send you a couple. Really random, totally unpredictable. I might lapse into a state of total worker-bee attitude and then phase into laze. A couple of you might notice that this isn’t a new account. Nah, I just got bored with the old one. Who cares about that person anyway? Boring old (insert name), with the boring old story and the boring old comments. DO NOT SCROLL TOO FAR THROUGH MY COMMENTS! You will almost definitely reach No Man’s Land, aka the place where you learn my secret previous identity. If you have any dignity, DON’T. It’s a very dark and well-kept secret... except for the fact that I ended every comment with ‘—(insert name)!!! ❤️💛💚💙 Sometimes I took out the rainbow hearts, though. SOMETIMES. I want to do a Google Form, just to learn about people’s winter holiday stuff. I’m clueless about Hanukkah and... what was it... Diwali! Yes! No offense to any Diwali celebrators, truly. Plz fill this out! https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSf_U8mqe4itMh3rzAg7Qa26Yf8ep43_0E_fLXI6gPS3pBqcdw/viewform?usp=sf_link Obscure Books that are Honestly Better than Famous Ones: -the Story Thieves series by James Riley (he’s kind of a nobody [hehe read the books to find out what I mean!]) Basic plot of #1: Owen Connors stumbles upon his classmate, Bethany, somehow jumping in and out of books. Turns out her dad, who has been missing for years, is fictional. In exchange for keeping his mouth shut about Bethany’s ability, Bethany takes Owen to his favorite book series, Kiel Gnomenfoot, as long as he promises not to mess with the plot. Little does she know, Owen has other plans... —Keeper of the Lost Cities by Shannon Messenger. She actually IS famous, well, more famous than James Riley. Plot: Sophie Foster, 12-year-old high school senior, can read minds. A handsome not-a-boy comes along and informs her that actually she’s not a girl, but an elf. Next stop, Middle-Earth—nope, not that kind of elf. Not North Pole elves either. Elves are basically humans but prettier, smarter, and pretty much immortal as long as nobody kills them. Sophie and Mr. Movie Star Smile TRAVEL ON FREAKING LIGHT to the equivalent of Wonderland, and Sophie is forced to leave her human life behind and move to he Lost Cities. But she can’t be normal with her own species either—turns out she’s some genetically engineered mutant. Good luck Sophie and don’t get yourself killed, though I know it’s hard for you. Thx people. Now back to brainstorming evil plot twists.