Hey all, Sam here.
On occasion, time really feels like it flies. Somehow we are already at the end of another month…which per my new schedule with these Weekend Writer posts means that we are at another prompt sharing post.
Basically, in each month, on the first Friday I will use various creativity generators to come up with a number of options to hopefully spark our interest and get us creating. I use these prompts for writing, but they could easily be adapted for poetry or music or art. I don’t want to limit anyone’s options here. Then, on the final Friday of the month, I’ll share some of what I’ve worked on for the month, and I encourage you to share your work as well…tag me in your blog post, TikTok video, Instagram post….wherever you share your creativity. I’d love to see what you come up with off these prompts.
For the rest of the Fridays in the month, I focus on topics related to creative writing, whether that is a review of a book on the craft of writing, or just having a general discussion about a writing-related topic.
And…that’s it. That’s Weekend Writer in a nutshell.
You can find the March prompts here, and this month I focused on The 5 Sentence Method: How to Write Your D*mn Book, Already by Rebecca Thorne as my writing craft book, writing up a review, my own attempt at the plotting method, and then a general discussion about plotting, pantsing, plantsing, and some of my writing goals for April.
Okay. It was an eventful month. Let’s go ahead and get into the prompt I chose, and then a snippet of what I wrote based on the prompt.
Sidequest Decks
Prompt 2: Death asks the characters to undo a great cruelty: return a city of the dead to Death’s peaceful arms. A powerful artifact is mounted at the top of a town’s central tower, turning all who stay there undead. The characters can avoid the transformation because of their current state.
Dying was supposed to be peaceful, or at least that’s what Evandren had always believed. Maybe not the actual act of dying, because that certainly depended on the circumstances surrounding the end, but what came after….yeah, that was supposed to be peace. Well, unless, perhaps, you had landed up in the bad side of the afterlife. But this just seemed more like what he experienced in life, just muted.
But no…they had died after a massive battle, in what should have been the rest and recovery time. They had been at their camp, patching up their wounds and trying to discuss next steps, and they had been ambushed. They should have expected it, should have still been on guard, but exhaustion had taken hold.
If Evandren had taken any stock in everything Amorra preached, then they should have been somewhere nice, held in the warm gaze of her goddess. Instead they were at camp, and Evandren was staring at an eight foot tall black cloaked figure with what appeared to be twin amber glowing embers for eyes.
“So…we’re dead, and you’re the embodiment of Death, right?” he finally questioned, already tired of just standing here in the camp where they had died.
–Good. You are knowledgeable in the afterlife, though perhaps not the wisest to speak so to an entity that has the power to restore life to your corpse.–
“Apologies,” Amorra said, jumping into the conversation. “But I also have faith that my goddess will step in at any moment and shine her divine light on our presences.”
–While it is indeed true that Linora has great power, the gods can only bring back their disciples if I give them the permission to do so.–
Well, that was unexpected. But, if this Death figure was here and talking to them, perhaps they could still get out of this. Evandren crossed his arms over his chest and squared off with the robed entity. “Okay, fine. What do we got to do for you to bring us back to life?”
–I need ones not living and not dead, a role that you currently fulfill. The great necropolis city has been removed from my gaze, torn away by the effects of a vile artifact, and if left in place within the city, the power of the artifact will expand and alter the whole of the world, turning all that lives into an undead hoard. Enter the necropolis. Remove the artifact. And then you shall be returned to your lives.–
I am obviously in the middle of another WIP right now, but this idea intrigues me, and I’d like to continue this story. It could become a novella or a novel; I don’t know.
All right. That is all from me for today. Thank you so much for stopping by, and I’ll be back soon with more geeky content.
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