Writing prompt 1#
For Practicing writing
I want to practice writing as much as possible, So I decided that I will start writing with prompts more often to warm up!
Promopt 1#:
Using two random sentences from two different books
Write a short part of a story,
Starting with the sentence 'I have no idea if I have that kind of power over her'
and ending with 'I followed. It was disorientating'.
My short story
I have no idea if I have that kind of power over her. It's always been like this. I remember that time we went to the forest, to our hideout, and suddenly it started raining, heavy raining, thunder and lightning felling from the sky. I had been forced to try to keep up with her while she was so fast ,she looked like a gazelle, the sky had darkened and I could barely make out her figure. Suddenly she stops, turns to me and signals me with her hand to follow her, then she disappears swallowed up by the darkness. I followed. It was disorientating.
If you want you can do it too! I'm posting it here more than anything for motivation and accountability.
@BlaiseAce
Thank you! This looks fun.
"I have no idea if I have that kind of power over her." Charley admitted into his coffee, his old face softened in apology. Vaughan slammed the kitchen table.
"What do you MEAN?! You're her last living relative."
"But, I mean..." Charley pushed his glasses up along with his eyebrows. "Is it such a bad idea to want to live your life away in the trees?"
Vaughan pulled at his hair. "She's diabetic! She can't just hocus-pocus insulin from the walls of her magic tree house."
"Where's your teenage spirit, boy?"
"You- you-" Vaughan sputtered before giving up, his hair left standing in tufts as he shuffled over to the coffee pot. The splash of hot liquid filled the late evening silence between them- a silence that was usually filled with the chatter of a certain idealistic 21 year old girl.
Vaughan took a sip and mulled over the situation, watching the grandfather of his best friend over the mug. "You know I'm not a teenager, right?"
Charley shrugged. "Once you reach my age, everyone below the age of 50 is a baby. Why don't you climb up there and join her? Hand her the insulin and you know she can survive otherwise. That girl decided she was a wild thing the second she was old enough to grasp a twig."
"Why do I have to play delivery-" Vaughan stopped himself as they both looked down toward Charley's leg- or rather, his lack of a leg. Taking another sip of coffee, the boy tried again. "She’s only doing this to get back at her boyfriend, you know. There's no lofty eco-warrioring behind this one. Anyway, she won't listen to me. You’ve got to convince her to stop and come back- this is getting ridiculous.”
“Or maybe the world is ridiculous, boy. I say you better live your dreams before the world takes those opportunities from you.”
For a brief moment, Vaughan could see Ann in her grandfather- he could see how the old man must have looked when he was younger, more capable. The fire in those rheumy eyes. It was disorienting.
To be continued. Or maybe not lol.
@determinedSea4370
Thank you so much for participating in my writing prompt! (✷‿✷)
You have an incredible way with dialogue that made the characters feel real and alive.
Yes, I definitely have to introduce the dialogue too, I haven't used it yet, it would do me good to practice. Thanks again for the inspiration!!
(I know it's an obvious thing but I usually tend to write down the thoughts of the person, more than anything else)