Writing Prompts Prove EXTREMELY Effective

As part of my self-mandated initiative to start writing on a regular basis, I thought I would play around with some writing prompts.  For those of you who couldn’t care less about writing, I know this seems futile.  For those of you terrified of writing, it seems downright sadistic.  But for me, it’s an exercise that tends to get the creative juices flowing.

So last night I sat down at my computer, hopped over to WritersDigest.com, and scrolled to the writing prompt of the day.  It was an interesting prompt, to say the least.  Normally I tend to write more about real life, but this particular suggestion was to write a fictional piece.  At least I HOPE it’s supposed to be fictional!  The basic idea of the prompt is this:

You and a friend sneak into a local swim club after hours. 

While you’re swimming, a dead body floats to the surface. 

Then you realize that it’s somebody you know!

 Who is it? What happened?  How do you react?


The instructions for the prompt state that the piece should be no more than 500 words.  I figured that shouldn’t be a problem since most of my regular blog posts wind up averaging 500 words.  I was pretty confident I could hit that mark.  So I started writing.


Let’s just say that hitting the 500 word mark was not a problem.  To be honest, when I closed my laptop I had topped 1000 words—and my characters had just gotten to the pool.  AND I left a bunch of detail out!  Maybe they should have termed this a “novella prompt” instead.


I’ve been accused of being longwinded when I talk.  I guess it’s possible to be long-worded too, huh?


A Writer Defined

Sooooo…it’s been awhile since I’ve written last.  blank paper

My apologies to all six of you that hang on my every written word.  You’ve been hanging for quite awhile.  I’m not sure if this post counts as “your wait is over”, but it DOES qualify as writing.  At least I think it does.

Lately I’ve been rolling the following thought around in my head:

If a writer isn’t writing, is he truly a writer?

So far the best answer I’ve come up with is “No”.

I’ve tried in vain to convince myself that the essence of being a writer lies within his or her ability to see with a fresh perspective, to run wildly through the collective consciousness of mankind weaving a common thread, or  just to have ideas worthy of expression.  But when it comes right down to it, simply having great ideas doesn’t make someone a writer any more than coating themselves in sesame seeds makes them a hamburger bun.

It’s all about the writing.  Putting words on paper–or screen, as it may be.  It’s the work that defines the craftsman.

This brings me back to the whole point of this post.

I need to start writing.

You’re more than welcome to read along.