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I know, I know, I should be working on my book :P Sometimes though, I don't have the time to do that, but would still like to write about something.

Well, I couldn't sleep tonight(what else is new) and I decided to spend a little while writing and see if that helped. I think I'm going to try to do this more regularly as it will help improve my writing skills and also just let me write without having to necessarily spend a lot of time on it.

I'll post the writing prompts on here as I use them, and if you get in a writing mood feel free to write something using one of the prompts and post it here :)

Also, if you've got a prompt you want me to use, post it here and maybe I'll see what comes out of my strange mind next time I feel like writing :D

First prompt: Write about a blue-colored object.

"What could it be?" Evan wondered aloud. He was standing in a large, almost entirely empty, white room. The room had two immense black doors on opposite sides. The nearest one, he had just come through. The other he knew to be locked without testing it. In the center of the room lay what must be some sort of key.

It was this object- the sole contents of the room- that drew his attention. He sat there staring at it for many long moments, yet he had no idea what it was. It looked a bit like those plastic chemical models he’d made back in high school, except that it was entirely blue and the arrangement seemed to have no organization.

They had told him one of the trials would involve chemistry. Not knowing what to expect, he had tried to recall everything he’d learned years ago. Could it have been some sort of inside joke referring to this strange clue?

He was hesitant to touch it before figuring out what it was. He had learned from the earlier trials that the masters were not beyond rigging traps to their clues.

Frustrated, he closed his eyes and began to pace. He had come through too much to be defeated by this strange blue hint.

Deciding this trial had nothing to do with chemistry, he tried to block out all related thoughts. That did not help, he could not concentrate on anything. After contemplating the fact that the soles of his shoes were getting thin for a few moments, he decided there was nothing he could do without touching it.

Openning his eyes, he was surprised to see his shoes sitting where the deformed chemical model had previously been. Except they were not his shoes. The shoes in the center of the room were exactly like his aside from two key traits. First they were blue, his were brown. Second, they weren’t on his feet.

Feeling a mixture of intrigue and confusion, he reached for the blue shoes. His hand stopped when it came in contact with what seemed to be a cold, clear, metallic box surrounding the shoes. Seconds later, the shoes morphed into a blue cube the size of the unseen barrier.

This gave him the clue he had needed. He closed his eyes and focused his thoughts on the keys he’d received when completing the previous tasks. When his eyes opened, there was a shiny blue key sitting on a small pedestal. Reaching out once more, he noticed the barrier was now gone. As his fingers wrapped around the key, he heard the lock on the door click.

Well there it is. I know it's not great, but at least I did something :P

I didn't spend a lot of time on it and haven't really checked for spelling/grammarical errors.

Anyway, tell me what you think :)

I think I can hardly wait till you finish the book, now I am even more curious, how does this fit in, is this some explanation as to how everything got started. I just need to know more and fit it all together. I am glad you are working on it again.

This isn't really connected to the book. This is more just a way of practicing my writing when I don't have time to work on the book. It just takes a long time to get into the right mindset to work on my book, and sometimes I'd like to write but don't have all the time required to get into the book. Don't worry though, I do still plan to work more on the book once my life settles down a bit. Hopefully doing little practice writings like this will help the end result of my book be even better :)

So each one of the things I post in here will be it's own separate entry and not really related to anything else.

I just did another one. This time the writing prompts was: Write about an empty glass.



"That's the last of it," she told herself as she set the now empty glass on the table. She sat there a few moments eating the crumbs that remained on the plate, savoring each morsel, wishing she could have more.

Soon, even the crumbs had been eaten and she realized she was running out of time. She needed to be out of there within thirty minutes. She could not be late again, or she would be in trouble.

Leaving her dirty dishes on the table, she took a quick shower and threw on some wrinkled clothes. She quickly pulled her hair into a ponytail while she rushed around the apartment searching for her shoes. Each time she passed the kitchen, she noticed the empty dishes, reminding her she was still hungry. Finally, she retrieved her shoes, which had been kicked under the bed, and slid them on her feet.

Passing the kitchen one last time, she hurriedly cleared her dishes on the way out. A glance at the clock sent her running out the door, only to return. She'd left her bag on the couch. As she slung her backpack over one shoulder, her stomach growled reminding her she needed her to pick up another gallon of milk and a box of poptarts after class.



It didn't end up being very long and wasn't really about the glass I guess. When I started it really was going to be about someone who was starving and had no food, but then I decided to make it about a college student who'd forgotten to get their "groceries." It probably could have been better if I'd spent more time on it. Tell me what you think.

Thank you for explaining -- I was clearly confused -- I thought perhaps you were working on a part of your book that was earlier in time. I will now know to read each post for it's self. I know nothing about what it takes to write a book, I think it is very interesting to see the learning process. It is sort of like a practice session -- or some such and yes I would imagine it is quite necessary to get well into the characters and the world you have created to write -- I would think I would have to see myself in that world.

Here's one I wrote a while ago. The prompt was: Write about someone who is stuck in a room.

From where I lay, I have a clear view out the window. I see both bird above, and man below. The outside air only a few feet away, seems so far. A wall of brick and glass separates me from the world. On the other side of the room, is an open door. Physical restraints do not keep me here, nor my neighbor on the other side of the sliding curtain.

I've been here three days, yet it seems like three weeks. Could that be right? Had it only been three days? Perhaps the last person to stare out this window had seen me driving down the street below. I traveled that road daily taking my daughters to school and wife to work. Will I ever make that trip again?

Occasionally, a young nurse or doctor check on me. My leg is throbbing, but I ask them about my wife and daughters. They say they’ve done all they can for now and that I should get some rest.

Rest? How can I rest now? If only I'd rested more the night before the accident, I wouldn’t be here. I knew I was sleepy and shouldn't have been driving. I thought it would be okay. When my eyes closed involuntarily the first time, even for just a second, I should have pulled over. I didn't. The next time I wasn't as lucky. I ran a red light. A minivan which was rightfully in the intersection swerved; an attempt to miss us. It was too late. He smashed into the back driver's side door, right by my youngest daughter. We spun into an eighteen wheeler that was coming from the other direction. It crushed the entire passenger side of the car where my wife and older daughter were riding.

I don't think I'll ever be able to rest again. Every time I close my eyes, I relive those horrific moments. So now I sit here, watching out the window, waiting for news of my family. All I can do is hope that when I get that news, it will be the kind the doctor tells you with a smile on their face.

Moments later, a doctor walks in. His head is down and his steps deliberate. He looks at me for a while as if trying to decide what to say, but I know already. This isn't the news I had been hoping for.



That was probably the first time I'd attempted to write something even remotely like that. It was pretty hard, and I'm not really happy with how it turned out. Oh well, it's all a learning process I guess. That's another reason I don't work on my book so much. I like the plot of the book a lot, and by the time I get it written, I want to be a better writer so I can do it justice(especially the ending, it's gonna be a shocker). Maybe I'm too much of a perfectionist, I dunno.


I have been thinking about it, and I may end up expanding the thing with the guy going through a test(with the blue thing). That's a plot I'm not too attached to and wouldn't mind practicing on, but still has some cool possibilities. Plus the plot isn't as deep so it should be as hard to immerse myself into the world. Well... I guess it's not hard to immerse myself into the world of the book... it's just hard to get back out :P


Also, in the process of looking for these prompts, I noticed that it's hard to come by a good list of writing prompts on the internet. I guess there were writing prompts but I couldn't find many of the kinds I like. That kind of surprised me with all the stuff you can normally find easily on the internet. So if I ever get caught up on other stuff, I may have another project - to create a website with a bunch of writing prompts on it so it's no longer so hard to find them.


Anyway, opinions are welcome either on my writing or just the random thoughts I've put on here.

"Well... I guess it's not hard to immerse myself into the world of the book... it's just hard to get back out :P"

Now that is stated perfectly ! I do find it so hard to leave a world behind that has become so real to me. I have recently read a fascinating series of books set in Pellinor. The Naming, The Riddle, The Crow, and the last will be The Signing. Every time I finished one I hated to leave the world and the characters behind. Pellinor will stay with me as will as will the wonderful world from Earth of Fire Sky of Ice.

Did you ever read Inkheart and Inkspell, it is about a man and his daughter. They could read themselves and others into and out of books, it is a fascinating concept and rather interesting books.

I liked this last writing prompt -- it seems a good start on an interesting concept. You really do make things interesting Oogy.

JJ you should have a go at this writing prompt thing since you also write.

Wow, you have a lot of talent.

That's a really great idea, writing prompts. I'll try that sometime and see what I come up with. Thanks for reminding me to check up Lilbro, by the way, Les. I've been so busy lately. :) Rehearsal for my play starts again tomorrow and we start working on Choreography. Fun fun! :D
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Nope, I haven't read those books. The concept sounds interesting though. I may check into them sometime.

I'm glad you both liked them :)

If you get time to try out some writing prompts, I'm curious to see what comes out JJ.

What play are you in? I hope that all goes well.