Stream of Consciousness
SET ME FREE!!
Are you free? No, you are not. You were never free. You have lost in this world so deeply that you can't even imagine how being free will feel. You are so busy that you don't even have the time to discover what you really want and what really makes you happy.
By Shristi Pandit2 months ago in Writers
Fear, Anger, Pleasure
Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter — What if? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers prompts — The Exercise — Write three short paragraphs, the first "fear," the second "anger," and the last "pleasure" without using these words. Try to render these emotions by describing, physical sensations or emotions. Try to make your language precise and fresh. The Objective - To learn to render emotional states without a falling back on tired and imprecise language.
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Writers
What It Feels Like
This wasn’t supposed to happen, she said. She thought she had weathered all the storms, she thought she had fought all of obstacles that already taught her everything she knew about life. The thing is, he was different. He opened up this piece of her that she thought died. This piece of her that was trapped, alone, imprisoned in her own thoughts. Closed off and shut the door. Crying in the dark. Understanding for so long, that no one will ever be able to understand her. She lived most of her life with that in her head. At this point in her life, she was ready to accept that. He stopped her in her tracks.
By Slgtlyscatt3red2 months ago in Writers
Fiction Prompt About A Sex Scene. Content Warning.
Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter — What if? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers prompts — The Exercise — With this caution and exhortation in mind, write a sex scene for a story in which you know your fictional characters well. The Objective - To gain access to this rich material indirectly so that this universal experience can feel singular, as though coming to be for the first time in history.
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Writers
The Wind And Fire
Few of us contemplate the wind these days. Wind is a herald of change. When fire is touched by the wind, it flares up in anger. When the wind caresses the surface of a lake, the water is so moved that it ripples in joy. When the wind trusses through the trees, their leaves dance and jump in response.
By Willow Walker2 months ago in Writers
One Character In A Fiction Story
Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter — What if? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers prompts — The Exercise — Write a story whose forward movement is propelled by: a character's belief in something: a tale such as in Alice Hoffman's White Horses, a religion, astrology, the I Ching, a friend's lie, or winning the lottery Allow something imagined to fire your character's imagination and provide the fuel to cause that character to act and move the story toward some conclusion. The Objective - To respect the minds and imaginations of your characters. To see how a character's imagination can transcend the confines of a limited point of view - as in Hotel New Hampshire and Zuckerman Unbound. To allow characters to experience the full range of thought of which we all are capable.
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Writers
just a simple song
Screw it i been siting here for about 10 minutes wanting to put this down on paper but i just stared at the keyboard for those 10 minutes not knowing the best way to say this so why not just say screw it and be competly. Im sure im gonna go off script a few times with this but apparently, rouge is my strong suit. I mean ask my dad and fly into the sky to ask my mom if they had the bet that i’ll be locked up in jail by the time i saw the date of march 14th in 18 different years. Go ask mr.b if i followed the script or went and got the gang those big macs and the nuggets even tho he did all he could to prevent it, and no Hayley i didn't get hit by that car that day i took longer then usual. Those deacons, the pastor and a few others at that building of faith knows and im sure my peps are beyond annoyed when i remind them but i had no passion to go to that building thats open every sunday. I mean i watched friend after friend betraye me in one way or another, on a side note why did it take 6 of you to take me to one of my knees but ya still expected me to brush it off with a smile. Nah go commit another crime and i’ll see you in 10 to 20. I was watching the women, whose final words to me was muttering the two words of do good, lose the abitly to stand, eat and talk. By the way betty and deb ya still hate the fact that those cops droped those charges since ya some liars aint you. I knew of god but mam i never figured i’ll even look at a bible since there was no point. So why the heck did i walk those 2 hours and shake homie’s hand out there that sunday out by the mailbox? Because you happened. I made up a excuse that i was there for the cross’s of the t but i didnt even know what of the 3 generation of that guy with the same name i was talking to. I probably shouldnt have told that 3rd generation that i came because of you because he put me on that spot when we stood by those chairs after the service and he said do you know josh. We never talked in those hallways that i got smacked by a guy that i bumped in that crowed hallway aint have classes either. You led the way on the courts and the sandlot and i raned those races. So there should have been no way for our paths to cross and now because of my greatest mistake our paths might never cross again.
By josh napper2 months ago in Writers
Good Men Are Hard To Find, So Relax And Let Them Find You
Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter — What if? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers prompts — The Exercise — Have a place in your writer's notebook where you play around with titles, making a list of your favorites. Or read through a story looking for a title to emerge from the story itself - a phrase, an image, etc. The Objective To sharpen your instincts for a good title and to understand how titles can lead you to stories.
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Writers
This Was My Best Fucking Piece (And It Still Lost)
There’s a particular kind of heartbreak that only writers know— the moment you hit “submit,” whisper a shaky prayer to the literary gods, and then, days or weeks later, open an email that starts with the word “Unfortunately.”
By Alexander Mind2 months ago in Writers
