Writing Prompt: “You're a guard stationed at a remote location, keeping watch over a sealed monster that if freed could spell the end of the world. It has tried to convince you to open it several times, but something's changed recently; now, it just wants to talk.” *** It was early morning when the helicopter... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: “We apologize, we could not find your old body. We had to grow you a new one.” Joseph Scott slowly blinked his eyes open as a white, fluorescent light shined in his face. At first he thought he had died and this was some sort of heaven or purgatory. But then he heard... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: “The day was scorching hot and bone dry, the air smelled like burnt toast, and everyone’s nerves were on edge. Only Zeke was calm. He patrolled the perimeter making jokes about…” ...the heat. Whenever days got really hot, which seemed like everyday, he’d joke about how much hotter it was in Texas. Zeke... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: "A rebel leader is captured and thrown into the dungeons. But instead of torturing or executing them, the king asks why they're revolting." The rebel leader sat on a rusty metal chair with a dark hood over his head. His heart was beating fast and his breath was shaky. He didn't know... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: "They're out there," He told me. "Fields and fields of them. As far as the eye could see." I wasn't sure what he was talking about. He pointed our to the horizon, and I looked, but all I could see was... ...a field of tall grass and wildflowers. "All I see is...grass,"... Continue Reading →
Hello Internet! How is everyone doing? I hope you all had a wonderful week. I know that I say that every week, but every week it's true. I really do hope that you have a wonderful week. But even if you didn't have a great week, there's always another opportunity around the corner for an... Continue Reading →
Prompt: " You are a naval officer closing in on an enemy ship. As you get close, you notice they are not firing back, but signaling you in Morse: "For the love of God, sink us." The choppy waves made it hard to see, but there on the horizon was the enemy ship. It bobbed... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 