Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm-Robert Louis Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde Writing Promp The world was crumbling around her. Quite literally. The very fabric of time and space was coming apart at the seems. …
Author: Oz Ghouls
Poet and certified cryptid.
The Privilege of Absurdity
The privilege of absurdity; to which no living creature is subject, but man onlyThomas Hobbes Writing Prompt What is the meaning of life? Absurdists and nihilists would argue that there is no meaning. But it's what we do with that percieved meaninglessness that matters. Make a list of things that give your different characters purpose. …
Not a God
"He.. walked right into our home without knocking, and stood for long moments before the fire, warming his gnarled hands, saying nothing to anyone; or else he spoke out loudly, almost urgently, in a tongue that none of us knew or had ever heard before. And at such times he closed his eyes. I believe …
Flying Frog-Moths
“It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it.”― Oscar Wilde Writing Prompt When the world is taken over by flying frog-moths, only one man, and his small but loyal army of readers, are able to take them on. Terry T. Tinglle, author of …
A Pattern in the Stars
“A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really..."Do the stars gaze back?" Now, that's a question.”― Neil Gaiman, Stardust Writing Prompt The stars are not alive. Or at least, that's what they always believed. All of the celestial bodies were …
The Fork in the Road
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,/ And sorry I could not travel both/ And be one traveler, long I stood/ And looked down one as far as I could/ To where it bent in the undergrowth...."-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken Writing Prompt You've been walking for miles. You're exhausted, starving, and thirsty when …
Broken Sculptures
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;/ Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!-Percy Shelley, Ozymandias Writing Prompt You've travelled this way a hundred times. It's always the same worn path in the grass, the same bushes, but today something wasn't right. It was a small thing, you shouldn't have noticed, but there was a …
How to Read a Poem
"I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the walls for a light switch. I …
The Train
"Train in the Snow" by Claude Monet 1875 Writing Prompt Today's prompt has two options, you can do one or both. The first option is describe this painting with all five senses. Imagine you are the man standing beside the train. How do you feel? What do you smell? What are you waiting for? Option …
The Monster Under her Bed
"Do not feed the monsters./ Some are wandering thought forms, looking fort a place to set up house./ Some are sent to you deliberately. They come from arrows of gossip, jealousy or envy -- and inadvertently from thoughtlessness." --Joy Harjo, Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings Writing Prompt The monster has always lived under her bed. …
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