Writing prompt 94

A mother and daughter sit down to share lunch and secrets.

Writing prompt 93

I knew it was wishful thinking on my part but the light was on in her lane and I only had milk and eggs.

Writing Prompt # 92

Imagine a society that only has three laws. They can be as complicated or as simple as you like, but there can only be three.

Writing Prompt # 91

Marie woke up in a strange place,again. Well, at least it seemed strange to her. She was not sure that it was really a strange place, it could have been a quite normal place for all she knew, but to her is was quite strange. She had been told that the occasional case of amnesia would come from the years in stasis, but every time she woke up in a strange place it disturbed her. What had she been doing? Where had she been? Was any of this real? Certainly The technology here seemed like magic, so maybe it really was in some way, or maybe she was just really behind the times.

Writing Prompt # 90

Today's prompt is "Christmas"

This is a special prompt because I am sharing the prompt with the 100 word stories podcast. We are trying to make the Christmas episode the biggest one yet, and to that end...




Call for 100 word stories
For the past week or so I have been writing 100 word stories based on the titles of Lawrence Simon's 100 word stories. If you didn't know The 100 word story podcast along with a couple of others was what got me into podcasting and writing again, and so I credit them with any success that I have had in either of them. The 100 word story podcast was the basis for my story story contest called Great Hites and Lawrence himself gave me the the title "The Hite of Podcast Fiction." So I do owe him big time.

With that in mind I am starting a campaign. No, I am not running for president, and no I am not suggesting he run for president. (Can you imagine Planet X calling the shots?) In two weeks on Christmas Lawrence will host a show with the topic of Christmas. I am asking all of you out there to help me give Lawrence a huge Christmas gift. We are trying to get a triple digit number of stories. 100 stories would be perfect but, if we get more than that, the more the merrier.

You know you have a little (100 words) Christmas story in you. Here is all you need to do. Write a 100 word story on the topic of Christmas, and record it. The follow the directions below. Get it in by midnight on the 24th and we can make this this best 100 word stories yet. Stay Tuned for updates. If you can leave a comment here that you have sent in a story and I will keep a running tally.


Here are the instructions stolen from the horses mouth as it were.


Hello. This is Laurence Simon of the 100 word stories podcast. Welcome to 2011!

The 100 word stories weekly challenge is where I post a topic to http://podcasting.isfullofcrap.com and then you write and record a story based on that topic.

The topic of the 25th of December Weekly Challenge is Christmas.

Want to give it a shot? Send an email to isfullofcrap (at) gmail.com with the subject of Christmas WEEKLY CHALLENGE and the following:

The text of your 100 word story on the topic.
Your site's URL, if you have a site or aren't ashamed to share it.
A topic for the next Weekly Challenge
And, if you can, a recording of your story (and any shameless plugs) in MP3 format

Everything's due by Saturday at midnight or so.

If you can't or don't feel like recording your story, well, go ahead and send the text of the story in anyway. I'll have someone record it for you.


Good luck, and as always, keep it brief.

Writing prompt 89

This baby was special. This baby was born twice.

Writing Prompt #88

When all Hell breaks loose, where will you be?
It was an old game, one he and his sisters had played all the time when they were growing up, but now it was for real. Funny thing was that Jack had never imagined that this was where he would be when it happened.

Writing Prompt # 87

Elaine pushed the lever back and forth, back and forth back and forth. This had to be the worse job she had ever had. But it paid the bills and that is what counted. Right now what she needed was to keep the bill under control and keep her head down. As much as possible she needed to melt into the background. So she continued to push the level back and forth until her arm ached and then she changed position to use her other arm for a while. If she had not turned around she never would have seen them coming.

Writing Prompt # 86

John was the first man to set foot on Mars. He knew he should be happy about that, but there was something about loosing your whole crew along the way, and the fact that he knew he was going to die here that kept him from being happy about the whole thing.

Writing Prompt # 85

Today's Prompt comes from me misreading VG_Ford's "Twitter-scope" and the love I know she has for Baseball.

The game had taken on a new twist when the Mars Colony joined the league. Since changing the gravity of Mars was not an option, and making the balls or bats heavier was not an option because it would change the game too much, the balls now had levitation fields here on earth that make them fly just that much further. The outfield of most parks have been nearly doubled and a most teams are now lobbying for a second row of outfielders.

Writing Prompt # 84

Thank you to Scott Roche for the Idea on this one.

In the early 90's Jennifer lost the love of her life. He hadn't died or got to jail, he had left her. It broke her heart. She knew he was the man for her. Now in a desperate attempt to find him, she found herself in the 5th night club of the night. Her Russian was bad, so she did her best to ignore the bouncer on the way in. Her translator has told her that there was a tribute band playing here tonight, but the tiny spot they used as a stage was still dark. She wormed her way to the bar and ordered what pasted for beer here. It was safer than drinking the water. In the post Soviet Russian underground world of hair tribute bands, some times even the beer was not safe.

Writing Prompt # 83

Margie walked around looking at the faces. It didn't matter how many she looked at they all seemed to have their own stories. That is if they were moving, if anything moved. Three days ago when she had woken up, the world around her had stopped. Nothing moved. It was like living in a wax museum.

Writing Prompt # 82

This was and is the favorite topic of many Sci/Fi writers: bad science, or science presented in a bad way. Even though I get angry when I see the stupid commercials for drugs on TV and they use this kind of bad science to explain why you should be taking this drug, I still find it an interesting topic. Watch this video for more ideas.

Galley Table Take Over Writing Prompts

Tomorrow the pirates will be once again taking over the Galley Table. Here are the two primary prompts and the one Bonus prompt. If even if you are not an official guest you can join us on ustream and add to the discussion http://www.ustream.tv/channel/galley-table-live


Air Force Captain Key just spent two months digging his way out of the missile silo only to find that even after spending over a year down there, it is still very desolate. He makes his way to Cheyenne mountain as his orders tell him to only to find it fully functional but abandoned. He is now in charge of the most powerful computer systems in the world... Captain Key what are you going to do next?


Jennifer read the note for what had to have been the three hundredth time this month. I really wish you were here Jenn, we have seem some of the most amazing sights, you can't believe some of the stuff they have here. Well we need to get moving again. I will write more when I can. Love Dave. It was over two years old now. She read it almost everyday. He had not been in contact since then. Now she was on what was probably going to be a one way trip to go find him.


Josh watched as the speck that he had been watching became a ship. There was something odd about it that didn't quite register with him until it got closer. It was a danger to them of course, any time you saw as ship on the open seas it was a danger. Even a ship that might be sailing under the same flag, you could never tell when something might have gone wrong and what used to be a friendly ship was in desperate enough trouble that they could have gone rouge. This was not the case this time, their sails were black, a definite sign they were pirates. What caught his eye was that the sails seem to be raked back too far, and they seemed to billowing up as much as they were forward. Then what had been burning in the back of his brain hit him like a ton of bricks. They were not sailing in the water. The Ship was about fifteen feet off the water and they were moving very fast. "Captain!" he shouted down to deck below, "We have a problem."

Writing Prompt # 81

Tom's vision began to get black around the edges, just as the crowd gathered around him. The last thing he saw was his boss leaning down to say something to him.
****
When he came to, there was no one around. Not just that they had gone back to their desks, they were not there. Not in the office, not on line, not out in the streets. There was no one there, they were all gone.

Writing Prompt # 80

John could not have thought of a worse time to have lost is car keys. What made it worse, was that he had been all over the city today, he could have dropped them anywhere. He starred at the car window, seeing the door locks stubbornly staying locked for a moment longer before he made his decision.

Daily writing Prompts #79

Today on Google + a man that I count as a friend, Ayoub Khote, posted a question about first impressions and when they were wrong. In my experience they normally are. I had two thoughts here I could write about a character who's first impression is always wrong, or I could let you make one up.

Here's the prompt.

Your Pov character has some physical characteristic that gives people completely the wrong first impression about them.

Daily writing Prompts #78

Today's prompt is a setting with a few people, but mostly a setting.

The crew stood on the barren rock and looked around. There was nothing there but rock as far as they eye could see. No green, no blue, no nothing, but gray rock, and even grayer sand. The only thing that broke up the landscape, other than them, was the hulk of ship that used to be theirs.

Daily writing Prompts #77

Seeing that it is International talk like a pirate day, how could the pirates pass up such an opportunity.

This is going to be one of my opened ended situations again, with a little twist.

Josh watched as the speck that he had been watching became a ship. There was something odd about it that didn't quite register with him until it got closer. It was a danger to them of course, any time you saw as ship on the open seas it was a danger. Even a ship that might be sailing under the same flag, you could never tell when something might have gone wrong and what used to be a friendly ship was in desperate enough trouble that they could have gone rouge. This was not the case this time, their sails were black, a definite sign they were pirates. What caught his eye was that the sails seem to be raked back too far, and they seemed to billowing up as much as they were forward. Then what had been burning in the back of his brain hit him like a ton of bricks. They were not sailing in the water. The Ship was about fifteen feet off the water and they were moving very fast. "Captain!" he shouted down to deck below, "We have a problem."

Galley Table 48 - Pirate Takeover - Fiction Tuesday

Last week, the Pirate's took over the Galley Table to give four authors a chance to play with a couple of the writing prompts. I am hoping we will get some stories from them out of this. In the mean time if you would like to hear what got flushed out during the discussion...

Pirate take over

This episode The Pirate Captain (AKA Jeff Hite) (AKA Capt. Jack Smiley) hires some mercenaries and they take over the galley table.

Galley Table 48

We are joined by:
Veronica Giguere
Doc Coleman
James Keeling
and
Zach Ricks

We talk prompt based story writing, like you can find here on Fiction Tuesday
You can find all of our writing prompts here

Daily writing Prompts #76

Today's prompt is kind of a tried a true Sci Trope with a bit of a twist.

You are alone on an alien planet. Tell us the story of how you got there.

Daily writing Prompts #75

Today's prompt is from a misread tweet.

"A new Tazer from the Angels."

Since I misread someone's tweet in only seems fair that I link to their site since they were trying to promote either hard work. http://lindapoitevin.wordpress.com/

Daily writing Prompts #74

Today's prompt is just some random objects that you should try to squeeze into your story.

A gremlin with the starter in the back seat.

wishful thinking
obscured vision
witches

Daily writing Prompts #73

"Which way do we go?"
"We go down."

Daily writing Prompts #72

I have been rather busy lately so the daily writing prompts have kind of turned into the 4 or 4 times a week writing prompts. I will try to do better, but life does sometimes get in the way.

Today's writing prompt is:
You can't go back. There is no going back, that is just the way it is. No one ever goes back.

Daily writing Prompts #71

Today's prompt is another setup, so here is the idea.

The planet is at war. The technology being used in the war is going to wipe out both sides, life, technology, everything. In other words, if there are any survivors it will basically be a civilization reboot. In order to preserve the race as a whole, one or both sides have created "Time capsules" with hibernating people, and technology. This / these time capsule(s) get(s) lost for a very long time, much longer than was necessary to wait for the effects of whatever weapons used did to the planet to wear off. When they do awaken, things are very different, but they have not changed.

Daily writing Prompts #70

This is a prompt I suggested for part of a Galley Table topic. If you use this topic, keep your eyes on twitter / facebook /google + and come join us as we talk about this topic.

Humans have colonized 20 or so other planets. Faster than light travel has not been accomplished, and the planets are far enough apart that it take 20/30 years to get from on to the next. The last planet colonized sends a ship back to the other planets as a kind of cultural exchange. The plan is for the ship to make a loop, and come back to the last planet. The ship carries, unknown to the people on board, a disease that is killing the colonies it visits.

Daily writing Prompts #69

"System failure."
"Where?"
"Engines, life support, power systems, safety systems, automatic life pods, fire suppression systems, thruster control, waste management, environmental, shielding, hull integrity verification systems, navigation, communications, guidance and control,"
"Computer, give me a list of things that have not failed."
"This list might be lengthy do you wish to continue?"
"Yes."
"Hydraulics."
"Yup, that was a long list computer."
"Please repeat request."

Daily writing Prompts #67

The captain's sneer on the view screen was all it took for Wallace to understand, if he didn't get this issue resolved, he had better find an airlock and quick. Because what the captain would do to him would be far worse than the cold of space.

Daily writing Prompts #66

Bob looked at the wind swept ground. It looked like it had been scrubbed with a scouring pad. There was nothing left but the bare earth. He laughed to himself at that thought. They were about as far from anything that could be called earth as any man had ever been, but they still called it that.

Daily writing Prompts #65

I used to live in a town that had two claims to fame, the first one had to do with it's name and the other one had to do with wooden ducks, properly known as decoys. Go look up duck decoy capital, if you want to know. Maybe I was a jaded teenager, but I think there is more to it than that. So with that, Today's prompt:


I have had a thought on wooden duck decoys. I've been away for a while now and in retrospect I think I can safely say. Every duck decoy that you buy, has a smile on it's face. If you hold it close to your ear you will hear the last word of every duck fooled by a decoy... can't hear it? Remember Admiral Ackbar's famous line "It's a trap!"

Daily writing Prompts #64

The Trick with this prompt, really with any story, is to take something mundane and turn it into something interesting.


"Next."
"Yes I need a new license."
"This is the wrong form."
"This is the form they gave me in line 6."
"That is your problem, you should have never been in line 6. If you want a new license you need to start in line 1."
"I started in line 1, they took my name and told me to go to line 6."
"Who did you speak with in line 1?"
"I don't remember her name."
"See you need to talk to Nancy in line 1, she will send you to the right line, if you talked to Trudy, she usually gets it wrong."
"So what line do I need to go to?"
"I don't know you need to talk to Nancy, but you better hurry she goes to lunch in 15 minutes."
"You mean you can't tell me what line I need to go to."
"Nope that is Nancy's job. If I do her job then what will Nancy do. Next!"

Daily writing prompt #63

"Dave."
"Hmmm?"
"Dave!"
"What?"
"Its time to get up."
"It can't be I just feel asleep."
0You have been asleep since we left earth orbit. That was years ago."

Daily writing Prompts #62

So a little commentary here before today's prompt. I really like immortal stories. They fascinate me, obviously there is a lot to think about, about living forever. The best immortal stories, in my mind, are the ones where they are not really immortals but where the "people" are just incredibly long lived. With all that in mind, instead of a snippet of dialogue today I give you an idea, a story setup.

Imagine a species of human-like creatures that lives until they reproduce a same sex child. So if a pairing occurs and there is a male child, the male of the couple passes their "Immortality" to the child and will die within the next 30-40 years, like a normal human. They can mate with humans, but if the immortal has a same sex offspring, then the child would still be "immortal." Needless to say they don't reproduce often. I am thinking something along the lines of a mother who saw the pyramids being built, a daughter who was a witness to Christ's birth and granddaughter who watched Aldrin and Armstrong walk on the moon.

So that is your setup. Have fun with it.

Daily writing Prompts #61

Kelly listened as the star drives disengaged. For the first time since he had embarked the ship was quiet. He knew it would not last, they would have to start breaking soon. But for now, as they coasted in the faster than light conduit, it was peaceful. He settled into his bunk and and was just beginning to drift off when the alarms started.

Daily writing Prompts #60

The sign read, "Witch Burning tonight, chicken BBQ after." She had read it at least a dozen times, and it was just now sinking in that she was the Witch that they were talking about.

Daily writing Prompts #59

"It is with a heavy heart that we say good bye to our old friend." the regent said as he joyfully tosses the torch on to the pyre.

Daily writing Prompts #58

The coffee was cold, but it didn't matter, it was the first time in days he had seen coffee, and he needed a cup now.

Daily writing Prompts #57

"And you madam, what is your name."
"She is an assassin. She is your assassin. That is all you need to know your highness. the less you know the better."

Daily writing Prompts #56

Adam and and Eve are having a fight, the first one since they left the garden.

Daily writing Prompts #55

"Those things can kill you."
"Maybe."

Daily writing Prompts #54

"It is not like I meant to burn your house down, sack your village and carry off your family."
"Lars, I watched you do it remember. Your bodies had had me tied to the poll in the middle of the village, remember."
"Yeah, well that was before I knew you were one of the good guys."

Daily writing Prompts #53

You can't fight them because they are dead. They have been dead so long they are dust, all that is left of them is their weapons

Daily writing Prompts #52

"It is an interesting concept in theory," Bill said. "Too bad we don't live in theory."

Daily writing Prompts #51

"But Princess, you don't understand, our futures are forever linked. If you kill me now, it will only be harder for you." That is what he had said only second before the ax has removed his head fro his shoulders. Now she really wished she had listened to him.

Daily writing Prompts #50

"Once you have seen the head of a stone giant rolling down the street of your town, nothing much surprises you anymore." Archibald said turning away from the carnage that lay before the little group.

Daily writing Prompts #49

Matt lay his gun on the ground and stood slowly. This was no time for quick motions. He had not idea if the creatures in front him knew what the gun was, but it seemed a safer bet to leave it on the ground.

Daily writing Prompts #48

William stood over the body and wept. It was not the first time and would not be the last, but still he wept.

Daily writing Prompts #47

He was the king wasn't he? Wasn't it about time he started acting the part?

Daily writing Prompts #46

"The reserves?" the colonel asked making no effort to hide his disgust. "They sent us the reserves." He turned to face the man standing in front of his desk. "Look um Jack, I am sure your unit it fine and all but what we need are real soldiers not weekend warriors."

Through it all Major Jack Benson had remained silent. He had not even stiffened when the Colonel had used his first name instead of the proper title. He had not let his eyes stray from the position of attention as the shadows slid across the Colonel Millers desk. He did turn back as the glass from the picture window behind Colonel Miller imploded and three black suited, reserve, special forces men locked the room down.

Daily writing Prompts #45

"Where is your boot?"
"I lost it?"
"What, how do you loose a boot."
"Look you don't know what kind of day I have. The fact is that all I lost was a boot, and I am hear alive which is more than I can say for half the people I met on the way here, so could we just relax about the boot?"

Daily writing Prompts #44

It was not until his ears began to bleed that he realized that the club had a base line he could not hear, and that this was no place for humans

Daily writing Prompts #43

On a planet with no name

Daily writing Prompts #42

Jacob pushed the button to cut the engines for the last burn. With this last long acceleration cycle, they were moving faster than any man ever had before. He settled back in the seat, for the next few months there would be very little for him to do. He wore the pilots uniform, but Newton, Einstein and Murphy would be pulling round the clock shifts for until it was time to start the deceleration.

Daily writing Prompts #41

"We have discovered that there does seem to be a difference between the Humans and their mammal and non-mammal counter parts that live with and around them."
"And what is that?"
"They think they are superior."

Daily writing Prompts #40

Normally a run cleared his mind, but not today. Today it did anything but clear his mind, there was something about having to doge gun fire that would do that to you.

Daily writing Prompts #39

David was dragged kicking screaming back to his cell. It was not the first time and it would not be the last. He Vowed to make every thing difficult for them. It was the least he could do for the pain they had put him through.

Daily writing Prompts #38

Bob checked his e-mail, it was Monday, there at the top of the list was the notice that the company was no longer going to have doughnuts on Monday mornings.

Daily writing Prompts #37

It is not for nothing that they call me the prince of darkness.

Daily writing Prompts #36

I plan on knowing when the world is going to end well in advance, and booking myself a flight off this rock at least a week before hand.

Daily writing Prompts #35

The Pirates set fire to the village as a last vengeful act. Little did they know that, it would be the undoing.

Daily writing Prompts #34

resolving the conflict is all well and good Jasper, but when the war ends how are we going to make money.

Daily writing Prompts #33

Inside this vicious wild animal is a soul of a pussy cat, and there is lies the problem. What I need is a beast that can rip a bank manager in half throw the body against the wall, while crashing through the vault door. What I have is a creature that will sit at the tellers desk playing with the pen on a chain all day.

Daily writing Prompts #32

He was a soldier of fortune in a time when there had not been the kind of Money to hire such a man in so long that the term had no meaning any more. But there he was anyway

Daily writing Prompts #31

With his shoes off the floor now felt spongy. It could be that the shoes hard soles had dampened what he had been feeling before, be he kind doubted it. It was almost like the Floor was changing it's texture based on his footwear, or in this case the lack of

Daily writing Prompts #30

Mathew fired the last round and prayed it would be enough.

Daily writing Prompts #29

Everyone knows that elves are too flighty, and you can't trust gnomes not to steal the silver. No, for this kind of a job it had to be trolls

Daily writing Prompts #28

If you have not figured it out, my life's kind of odd. Having a large family means that some things are just going to be different. With that in mind today's prompt is something I over heard one of our friends say to my wife.

"Some women collect diamonds, you collect crock pots"

Fiction Tuesday - Contest

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Welcome to Pirate's Cove an imprint of Flying Island Press. I say that nearly every week, and some times multiple times a week, but what does that really mean? I have been thinking about that for a long time. While I really enjoy working on all the public domain projects that we've been doing, the intent of Pirate's Cove was to produce original fiction as well. To do that I have to have original fiction.

For the last three weeks I have been writing a weekly blog post called "Fiction Tuesdays." The intent was that I would take one of the prompts from the Pirates Daily Writing Prompts, write a story based on that prompt and post it. I like this kind of writing because, for me it is the kind of writing that I do best. It is freeing almost. But there are two problems with this. First, Flying Island Press is not a vanity press, therefore posting my own work is kind of unfair. Second, I realized that I am being rather selfish. I know that there are other people out there that like this kind or writing, and in fact can do it very well. You have only to look at other projects like Every Photo Tells and [clears throat] Great Hites to see what I mean. These people deserve to have their stories told.

So, Starting in two weeks we will being the Fiction Tuesday contest. "Contest," you say? "What are the rules?" Well I am glad you asked:

1. Write a story of no more that 3000 and not less than 1000 words (give for take a few hundred) based on ANY of the Pirate's Daily Writing Prompts.
2. This is very important! The story must have a rating of PG-13 or less.
3. The story should be upbeat. This means it need not necessarily have a happy ending, but at least it should not end so badly that people go away feeling worse than when they started.
4. Stories need to be original and unpublished. no re-prints please!
5. Going along with being original we cannot accept FanFic of any kind.

And that is it. Those are the basic rules. "Well," you say, "that is easy how do I submit a story." Again I'm glad you asked.

Stories should be sent in text format in an e-mail to Piratescove @ flyingislandpress . com with the subject line of Tuesday Fiction Contest.

"How will stories be selected?"

All stories submitted will be put into "The Hold." (that is pirate talk for slush pile) We will pick the best ones and publish those. If you submit a story you will be notified within two weeks if it has been accepted, and given and approximate publication date.

"How will my story get published."
We will release an audio version (most probably just a straight read) and the text of your story for our listener / readers to enjoy

"Will I get paid for my story?"
You have a lot of questions you know that? But it's funny you should ask that question. Pirate's Cove does not currently have a budget to buy stories, we can barely keep the crew fed. However, we do believe that you deserved to get paid for your work. So this is the deal. On each and every story that gets published we will have a donate button. The First $20 in donations, that comes in goes directly to the author, after that it is a 60/40 split (You get 60% and we get 40% this will help us in the future to be able to offer you more great piratey things)




If you have more questions please feel free to contact us at Piratescove@ FlyingIslandPres . com We look forward to hearing from you

Daily writing Prompts #27

Memory is a funny thing. Sometimes it can be counted on for the greatest detail, but usually not for the things that you want it to. It is funny how you can't remember those details that you really want to remember.

Daily writing Prompts #26

"The Master awaits you." Ben had learned to hate those words.

Daily writing Prompts #25

Micheal knew that one day he would have to face him again. He just didn't expect it to be today.

Daily writing Prompts #24

The art was not something to be rushed, it required great concentration and time in which to make it happen, and that fool had spoiled it.

Daily writing Prompts #23

Killing time was not as easy as they had been lead to believe.

Daily writing Prompts #22

The toilet paper wedding dress theme party was a disaster. And to top it off it was raining.

Daily writing Prompts #21

Gillian laughed smiling to heaven as the fire rained down from the sky around her.

http://flyingislandpress.com/cove

Daily writing Prompts #20

The trees smelled wonderful, as the summer wind blew gently through them.

These prompts are not part of any on going contest at Pirate's Cove or Flying Island Press, but you might get some extra points if you submit a story that is based on one of our prompts. Flying Island Press

Daily writing Prompts #19

It was going to be a good day. Michael knew that when he woke up. After all it was not ever day in the little kingdom that you had a good hanging.

These prompts are not part of any on going contest at Pirate's Cove or Flying Island Press, but you might get some extra points if you submit a story that is based on one of our prompts. Flying Island Press

Daily writing Prompts #18

Kyle, woke up to the smell of wet dog. He hated that smell, it always reminded him of growing up in the king's kennel. He started to pull the blanket over his head, when we remembered that he didn't have a dog.

These prompts are not part of any on going contest at Pirate's Cove or Flying Island Press, but you might get some extra points if you submit a story that is based on one of our prompts. Flying Island Press

Daily writing Prompts #17

Patsy looked at the server farm with a mixture of admiration and fear.
The room looked like something out of a movie. Hundreds of server
clusters stood a few feet apart humming to themselves in semi darkness.
All that was needed to make it into a horror would be if they pumped in
some dry ice smoke to lay across the floor. Now she was in charge of
this place.

Daily writing Prompts #16

Marget hated putting on rented bowling shoes. The idea that someone else's
sweaty, smelly foot had been in there only hours before turned her
stomach. It made the whole experience of bowling just distasteful. She
had thought about buying her own set of course, but thought better of it
when she had seen the price. Since she only bowled once in awhile she
could never justify that, not when going bowling was supposed to be
a cheap date.

Daily writing Prompts #15

With more hesitation that he thought was necessary Mary put the coins on
the table. He did feel bad for her, but a deal was a deal. Besides, It
was not like he was taking her last pieces of gold.
"There you have it." she said "My last pieces of gold."
On second thought, maybe he was.

Pirate's Cove

Daily writing Prompts #14

It didn't take long for Jack to realize that he was not where he had
been when he lay down to go to sleep. This place was nothing like the
cell he had been in for the last ten years of his life, this place as
actually warm.

Daily writing Prompts #13

"At the risk of getting the tar beat of me, what the heck is going on here?" John asked the three men dressed all in black and sporting ninja swords.

Daily writing Prompts #12

The strange young man who was standing before her, smelled of sweat beer, an odd after shave, and weed.

Daily writing Prompts #11

As the door closed leaving them in total darkness James did a quick inventory in his head. Five people were in here with him two he knew, one was a friend of a friend, two others that he had seen at the Coffee shop just before they left, and the girl with really long finger nails who was holding his hand now.

Daily writing Prompts #10

With profound sadness the minister signed the papers that would send his only friend to the axe man.

Daily writing Prompts #9

The kings life hung in an 8 foot mural on the wall. Now that he saw it he wondered that his whole life could be captured in such a small space.

Daily writing Prompts #8

Mary kicked at the ground, while she waited on his decision. She always hated waiting.


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Daily writing Prompts #7

Lucy had not seen him in years, and seeing him now, she wish it could have been a few more.

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Daily writing Prompts #6

It had taken thousands of years, but finally the Greek gods were dying. They were fading away, their power spent, the believers long since dead. Even so, killing one of them would never go over well. Mathew knew as he looked down on the broken a twisted body of this one, that his life was not going to get any easier.

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Daily writing Prompts #5

Feeling resolved, Mike pushed open the door, and waited for the end to come.

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Daily writing Prompts #4

Wednesday mornings were the worst. They always had a way of creeping up on you and biting you in the backside. Monday, you knew was coming and that it would suck. By Tuesday you had gotten over Monday and were digging in for the week, but somehow you always forgot about Wednesdays. Today was going to be no exception.

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Daily writing Prompts #3

Pluto sat with his back turned to Eris, a dangerous thing to be sure, but since she was asleep he figured it was a risk he could take. He carefully opened her date book and thumbed to tomorrow's date. Just for once he wanted to know what kind of day he should plan for.

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Daily writing Prompts #2

"What say you farmer John?"
That had been Nathan's his nick-name since he had arrived at the outpost almost a month ago now, and he hated it. Even though he had red hair and was from Kansas, he had never actually been on a farm. Well there was that one time when he was a kid but, going to the local dairy to get ice cream really could not count.
"Personally," Nathan replied "I think just because we are living in a post apocalyptic world, does not mean we should behave like a bunch of animals."

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Daily writing Prompts #1

The wizened old man smiled at the young girl. She, in return, looked like she wanted nothing more than to crawl up her mothers legs.
"Today is your lucky day." He said.

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