Within my collection of draft posts, I discovered an unpublished response to an old prompt from Three Word Wednesday. The three words on December 30 were “ambush, hideous, and meddle”.
The response is worthless in the draft list, so I might as well drag it out of hiding. Below is the response, a 99-word piece of fiction titled “Hunting Boredom”.
Prey approached. The monster held his breath and moved nothing but his eyes. The human would get no warning.
A vine of green satin draped over one shoulder, heavy, but the monster waited, counting within the shadows until the sixtieth second. Then he leapt.
Shirts flew alongside him, adding drama to his ambush. The human screamed.
“Sam! Get out of my room!” She flung a large rock, but he only roared in hideous laughter. The rock felt as light as a pillow.
From beyond the jungle, a meddler shouted. “Samuel, go to your own room. Leave your sister alone.”
I like to see what comes of writing prompts.
Other than word prompts, photographs of living things are my favorite type. The more life in an image, the more likely the prompt will spark a story. I’ll usually bypass images of inanimate objects, because they feel dead. Objects from prompts are tempting MacGuffins–little more than placeholders.
The one thing I dislike about writing quickly from a prompt is there’s little time to develop a speculative element. If I start considering physics or magic, my inner editor starts working again.
What do you think of writing prompts? Are they more of a help or hindrance to you?