Prompt Me Series

Prompt Me #3

Did you know that I have a writing prompts ebook available from Amazon? Prompt Me is the basis of this series and will be just 99p for the duration.

This series will run for 10 weeks. Each week I take a different prompt from the book and expand on it.

You can join in too. Whether it be a paragraph or a short story, follow me in getting creative, tag me to let me know, and I will feature a snippet of your interpretation on Writerly Bookish Stuff and send my readers your way.

If you are just here to read and not partake, that’s great too. Thank you for stopping by.


Prompt:

What would you do if you heard your nextdoor neighbour giving your name and address to a hooded figure?

My Interpretation:

The build and height are that of a man. Who wears a hooded coat in this sunshine? Mr.Cathson points across the road to my house, directing the stranger right to me. I duck behind the wall. Why the hell am I hiding? This person is obviously looking for me, but something feels amiss. The fine hairs on my arms are standing on end.

Peeking out from behind the wheely bin, I watch the man shake Mr.Cathson’s hand and make his way back down the garden path. My heart thuds as he crosses the street, but instead of heading toward my house, he takes a left and disappears down the lane toward Parc-Rose Avenue that leads into town. Even Mr.Cathson watches on in bewilderment. Why ask after me and not call by?

As I straighten myself up, Mr.Cathson hurries over in his slippers and robe. “Lilah, a gentleman came to my house asking after you. He said he wasn’t sure of your address, but you left this at the pub yesterday.” He hands over my grandmother’s silver pin.

I touch my lapel, realising for the first time that I had lost my most important possession. “Oh my God, I hadn’t noticed. I wonder how he knew it was mine?”

Mr.Cathson helps me drag my recycling bins to the curb. “Oh, it was quite odd actually. He said he knew it belonged to a Helena Quinten, so assumed it was passed down to her only living family member.”

There go those hairs on my arms again. My mouth is suddenly dry and my tongue sticks to the roof. My grandmother died when I was seven. Mum had kept her pin under lock and key in a safe for years. I only found it once she had died and I sorted through her belongings. How would a stranger know anything about this pin or my grandmother?


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Prompt Me #2

As I explained in week one, I have a writing Prompts ebook available from Amazon called Prompt Me. While this blog series is running, you can get a copy for just 99p.

This series will run for 10 weeks. Each week I take a different prompt from the book and expand on it.

You can join in too. Whether it be a paragraph or a short story, follow me in getting creative, tag me to let me know, and I will feature a snippet of your interpretation on Writerly Bookish Stuff and send my readers your way.

If you are just here to read and not partake, that’s great too. Thank you for stopping by.


Prompt:

“Have I ever let anything bad happen to you?

My Interpretation:

“I am not getting on the back of that… that… what even is that?” Cerys asks, eyeing the trike with scrutiny. “Uh uh, no way, Matty.”

“It’s nothing more than a three wheeled motorbike. It’s the quickest way to get back to the colony.” It splutters into life much to my relief. “We’ll have just enough fuel if this gauge is right.”

Cerys takes a walk around the trike, not taking her eyes from the rust covered shell and plume of black smog pumping from the exhaust. She picks up a piece of coiled metal from the mud. “Should this be attached to that?”

“Stop stalling and get on. We need to get back before nightfall. Don’t you trust your brother? Have I ever let anything bad happen to you?”

She laughs into the air. “Oh, let me see? There’s that time you got us locked in a nightclub for over twenty four hours, and the time you stashed illegal bank notes in my suitcase. Oh, and last month when you coaxed me into breaking into the pantry for booze. You knew that window frame was rotted through. Doc had to remove a splinter from my butt the size of a cocktail stick.”

It’s all I can do not to laugh at the memory. “Run-ins with the law and a splinter in your ass isn’t the type of bad I’m talking about, Sis.”

Cerys knows all too well that being out after dark is more dangerous than this bucket of rust and climbs on the back. She can kick up a stink and be a pain in my ass, but deep down she knows when shit gets real, I have her back.

Large shadows from the clouds roll over the barren fields below us, and a familiar, yet terrifying screech carries on the wind.

“They’re sounding particularly angsty today,” I say, pulling on the helmet.

Cerys nods. “Sunset is in twenty one minutes. Get us home.”


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Prompt Me Series

Prompt Me #1

Did you know that I have published a writing prompt ebook? Prompt Me was published in 2016. You can get a copy for just 99p from Amazon for the 10 weeks that this blog series is running.

So, what is this blog series? This series is all about Prompt Me. Each week, I shall choose one of the one hundred and fifty prompts from the book and expand on it.

I invite you to join in with this series on your blog/ social media each week, and I would love to feature a snippet of your interpretations on Writerly Bookish Stuff with links to send my readers your way.

Okie doke, that’s the info side of things, now on with the show…


Prompt:

‘In total, sixteen ships came to rescue us. That meant that only sixteen thousand humans had survived the death of Earth.’

My Interpretation:

“Just be grateful that you are here,” Josh hisses. My brother would do anything to avoid confrontation, even when he just watched the destruction of our home planet at the hands of our apparent rescuers.

I turn away from the viewing gallery and the nothing that was Earth. “I’m sorry that I can’t feel gratitude toward the people… aliens who just annihilated my home.”

An alien soldier glances our way, and Josh nudges me to shut up. I still can’t get over how similar, and yet, dissimilar we look to them. They are humanoid, but their eyes are larger and the pupils cover nearly eighty percent of the eyeball. When they talk, they talk in every Earthen language, but I’ve never heard their own.

“English speaking evacuees are to follow me,” calls an incredibly pale skinned alien. His ginger hair is a shock against his complexion.

“What happens now?” an angry voice calls out from the crowd. “Why are we even here?”

The soldier stands firm, hands clasped behind his back. “Preservation, Sir. Were you aware that Earthens had approximately one hundred and eighty nine days left before the core of your planet finally stopped rotating? The Federated Collective of Worlds felt it best for the preservation of your species that a percentage of humans be evacuated before the humane termination of life.”

“Humane termination?” I shout in reply, much to Josh’s dismay. “What was humane about killing eight billion people!” I jab a finger at the viewing gallery, purposefully avoiding looking at the empty space.

“Shut up, Lewie!” Josh mutters under his breath.

The alien soldier makes his way slowly toward me, the crowd parting like the Red Sea in fear. “Do you know what would have happened? First, the core slows down- stops, then the magnetic field disappears exposing you to solar winds that would rip away Earth’s atmosphere. If you want a clearer description just think of the planet Mars in this solar system. What you have just witnessed was a kindness.”

“You don’t know that for sure. How could you? We could have thought up a way to stop it… to fix it!”

The soldier laughs. “Even Earth’s governments knew about it and knew there was nothing they could do. Now, I suggest you get onboard with everything that has just happened and be grateful–”

I scoff. “Grateful?”

“Yes, grateful.” The soldier steps closer still, staring me down with those freaky eyes. “I have been on this craft for eighteen months to prevent the extinction of your species. There is an eighteen month journey back to where you will be relocated. That is three years away from my family. So, you will show me and every other member of this crew gratitude!” He turns to his colleague in a rage. “Get them to processing.”

Josh taps the soldier’s forearm, making him bristle. “It’s just hard, you know. That was our home.” His meek, sorrowful voice makes my eyes prickle with tears.

The soldier’s face softens as he rests a hand on Josh’s shoulder. “I do understand, honestly I do. We all do. This entire crew has been right in your shoes. It gets easier, but first, you’ve got to learn to accept it for what it is.”

His eyes, although softer, bore into mine. I simply nod my head in acceptance. What else can I do? Its not like I can go home.


Remember, if you are joining in with this series, let me know in the comments, and tag me in your posts (whether they be blog or social media) to let me have a read of your interpretation. It can be anything from just a paragraph to a short story like mine.


Side note:

Not only is Prompt Me just 99p for the ten weeks this series is running, my fantasy book, Thrown to the Blue, is currently free for 5 days from Amazon. Think of it as a New Years pressie from me to you.


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First Blog Series of 2019: What’s It All About?

Did you know that I have published a writing prompt ebook? Prompt Me was published in 2016. You can get a copy for just 99p from Amazon for the 10 weeks that this blog series is running. This series will start on January 2nd.

So, what is this blog series? This series is all about Prompt Me. Each week, I shall choose one of the one hundred and fifty prompts and expand on it.

I invite you to join in with this series on your blog/ social media each week, and I would love to feature a snippet of your interpretations on Writerly Bookish Stuff with links to send my readers your way.

However, If you just want to stop by and read my prompt interpretation that’s awesome too.


I hope you pop in on January 2nd, and don’t forget to grab your copy of Prompt Me at the discounted price.


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