Fantasy Writing Prompts: July 2017

Fantasy Writing Prompts

A bit late on the upload this morning. I was watching the Wimbledon Final and eagerly awaiting the announcement of the next Doctor. Spoilers are everywhere, but I won’t share them here. Just in case you’re somehow viewing this while hiding from the new information. But, we’re excited.

Anyway, if you’re a frequent visitor of our content, you know we are undergoing several projects this summer. You can catch up on some of them by reading Les’s Tipsy Scribbles post from a couple of weeks ago. As for updates: the shower is now tile-less, but the divider wall is still up. We’ve had to add a beach umbrella to our garden. Our poor Japanese maple saproling is struggling with too much sun exposure. The purging of unnecessary clutter in our house continues and a yard sale is inevitable.

When reality becomes too much, it is common to find comfort in the worlds of fantasy. Therefore, we offer up three new fantasy writing prompts to start your very own story. These can also offer up new plot directions for your favorite roleplaying game. As always, we would love to see your stories and artwork. You can connect with us on Facebook and Twitter!

Fantasy Writing Prompts-Jul17-The silence of the forest was terrifying.
The silence of the forest was terrifying.
Fantasy Writing Prompts-Jul17-The ocean breeze swept the figure's ragged cloak.
The ocean breeze swept the figure’s ragged cloak.
Fantasy Writing Prompts-Jul17-The golden pedestal stood empty. The kingdom's most infamous weapon had been stolen.
The golden pedestal stood empty. The kingdom’s most infamous weapon had been stolen.

 

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Tipsy Scribbles

Void – A Flash Fiction

Premade D&D Character: Elf Wizard

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Void

 

Void by J.L. Holloway - A Flash Fiction - READ FREE

Void

The corridor swayed unnaturally under his steps. He knew the gravity generators were functioning properly, as was his own balance.  Yet the massive bulkheads and metallic floor rose and fell gently like an ancient rope bridge.

The power surged and the lights grew intensely bright before overheating. Darkness consumed the area until the emergency lights flickered on. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, urging him to turn around and run as fast as his legs would carry him, but he ignored that feeling.

His drawn firearm grew heavier as he neared the door to the command bridge. His muscles ached under its weight and his arm began to shake as his gun was being pulled down to the floor by an invisible force.

You won’t need that. The voice echoed into his own mind. It will serve no further purpose. Leave it. His muscles strained to maintain a grip on the firearm as its weight increased exponentially. Within seconds, he could no longer support it, and the gun melted into the metal flooring under his feet. The surface rippled out from the impact.

He was now inches away from the ships command deck, weaponless and weak. Do join me, Captain, the cool voice in his mind beckoned. He placed a quivering hand on the metal door and it undulated at his touch. He recoiled, not understanding what his own eyes were seeing. The waves continued to ripple from where he had placed his hand until they reached the edges of the door, then retracted into the wall.

His stomach lurched and bile spilled from his lips, splattering the tops of his boots. The command bridge was worse than he expected. The crew members’ bodies were slumped and deflated versions of their previous selves, a macabre mockery of the positions they held in life. Warning indicators flashed out of sync on their consoles.

She reclined in his chair, legs crossed in a way that was somehow familiar and yet unsettling. Her lips were stretched so thin they had split in several places, oozing dark blood droplets. Spikes and new bones jutted out from around eyes as dark as space itself, while the now useless skin of her nose and neck dangled loosely.

Such an unnecessary burden, guns. She turned away to look through the ship’s viewing panel. The curve of a planet appeared. A vast canvas of blue with hints of green and white.

Recognition seized his features and his body became rigid. Fear froze his thoughts. There was nothing he could do to prevent the terror that was about to unfold.

I’m pleased you are familiar with this world. Her focus remained on the approaching planet. This body is ignorant of its history.

Her body rose silently from the chair and hovered toward him. The woman’s boots squeaked at they drug across the metal floor. Thin sheets of blonde hair fell to the floor in a trail.

He wanted to run, to scream, to fight. Anything. Instead, he only watched motionless as she placed a graying hand on his chest. The endless void of her eyes consumed him. This will do nicely, the thought floated into his mind as the woman’s body collapsed in a pile.

A hologram screen flickered onto the viewing panel. A woman in an suit like that of the crew members shown on the screen. “Permission to land granted, Captain,” the voice said through the overhead speakers. “Welcome home.”

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Horror Writing Prompts

Bayview – A Flash Fiction

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Tipsy Scribbles: So Much To Do, So Little Wine

So Much To Do, So Little Wine

 

This summer has been non-stop for the Holloway’s. From the garden project to home renovations, the Hideaway has been buzzing.

Our hummingbird feeder has finally attracted a visitor! But all other outdoor projects have been halted for this year until next spring.

Humming Bird

 

Our house has also had a burden lifted, literally. Just a note to folks out there: a lot of weight in one small area can have disastrous consequences if not supported properly. Although we did not weigh all of the tile and concrete removed, we have guessed this one shower weighed several hundred pounds.

Tiled Shower

Shower Detiling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another burden that is currently being lifted is some clutter from our overgrown stash of crap that has accumulated over the years. What people don’t warn you about marriage is the clashing of each other’s stuff. You don’t realize how much you have until you need to find a place to put it all. My husband has listened to the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. Hopefully this will help guide us through the monstrous task of organizing our home.

The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo
The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo

 

Another thing I have personally been working on is my pastel skills. When I started painting with chalk pastel, I only had YouTube and several online articles as a guide. I could see some improvements in my work, but I felt as if I had hit a wall. I didn’t see me going any further with my skills without some type of guidance. I needed a teacher. Thankfully Marla Baggetta, a pastel artist, offers free mini lessons on her website, along with full length lessons. I have only completed a handful of lessons, but the amount of knowledge I have acquired is astounding. That wall of ignorance is crumbling away and I am getting a glimpse of the artistic future I was beginning to think was an intangible dream.

 

“Without change there is no innovation, creativity, or incentive for improvement. Those who initiate change will have a better opportunity to manage the change that is inevitable.” — William Pollard

 

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Tipsy Scribbles

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Kids Writing Prompts: July 2017

Kids Writing Prompts

To start off the month of July and the holiday weekend, we make a return to our child friendly writing prompts! A talking animal, a princess with treasure, and a road trip to space are what awaits you this week. Have your children tell you a story or create your own story to tell your children. Either way, share them with us!

As for the update, Brix and Gregor are being added to Scrivener and I’m fixing a little here and there as I go. Now that I’m getting the hang of Scrivener, I plan to start writing from the beginning on the program. I’m most comfortable writing on paper by hand, but the program makes it so easy to start from scratch. Which would eliminate the current step of typing up the first draft. It’s a constant learning experience. Speaking of which, I’m reading up on screenplay writing and will begin working on Bayview soon. And a heads up: Flash Fiction Friday will feature an all new story this week!

Hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday weekend!

Kids Writing Prompts-Jul17-The cat began to explain the escape plan.
The cat began to explain the escape plan.
Kids Writing Prompts-Jul17-The family vacation to the beach turned into an adventure through space.
The family vacation to the beach turned into an adventure through space.
Kids Writing Prompts-Jul17-The princess heard rumor of the magical item hidden in the treasure room.
The princess heard rumor of the magical item hidden in the treasure room.

 

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