Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie – Melissa Barker-Simpson

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #17

All entries are shared on Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I’ve never known true evil, not like that, not until I looked it in the face and saw my destiny.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Write a scene from your favourite show, film or book, which incorporates Halloween as a theme.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #16

Before I get to the prompts, I’d like to share a link with you to a fanfiction piece written by Louise Findlay – a piece all you Doctor Who fans will definitely appreciate. You can find it by clicking on the following title:

The Gallifreyan Tearheart: Chapter 1 by Louise Findlay

All entries are shared on Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

Blood seeped from the wound; it snaked along the blade, dripped from the hilt and landed with a sickening plop on his shiny, black shoes.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Write a scene from your favourite show, film or book, which incorporates Halloween as a theme.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #15

Before I get to the prompts, I’d like to share with you an entry from last week by Louise Findlay. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

The Epic Struggle to Grow a Plant (RED Fanfiction) by Louise Findlay.

“Frank, what is so urgent and why do you have a bonsai plant?” I asked.

I was his next door neighbour but we saw each other about once a week. I did happen to take up quite a few contracts that my sister passed my way though so I wasn’t home a lot. How Frank managed the whole domestic living thing I don’t know. I couldn’t survive in my house with nothing to do all day. Luckily I still retained a membership to the Contract Killers Society. Contract Killers Weekly was such a great magazine. I could brush up on my technique and it relieved boredom.

“I need some gardening tips” he said.

“Gardening tips? Since when were you a gardener? How am I supposed to know anything about plants?” I said in disbelief.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Options 1: Sentence Starter –

Dawn approaches, but the night still reigns. (Prompt provided by Louise.)

The sentence can be used anywhere in the story. The maximum word count is 1,000 words. The genre can be any of your choosing; either factual or fiction based. You may use art to interpret the sentence, or poetry if you wish.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Write a death scene involving your favourite characters from television, film or literature.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #14

Before I get to the prompts, I’d like to share with you an entry from last week by R. Todd. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

Voices by R. Todd

He paced the antechamber; tormented by the echoes of all who had come before him. Echoes of voices that warned him to get out, and get out now. His brow furrowed as he paced, rubbing his hands together, knowing that he should listen to the voices, but knowing full well, if it weren’t him that stopped this evil, then who would. No, resolution was not his strong point, but her had to make the stand. For them.

The sad part is, a lot of people would have thought of his gift as something special. After all, it’s not everyone that can hear the dead, what mysteries they held, what secrets they could reveal. Yes, many would think that he was lucky. Many would be wrong.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

“Put your hands right there, and don’t move them until I tell you to.”

The sentence (dialogue) can be used anywhere in the story. The maximum word count is 1,000 words. The genre can be any of your choosing; either factual or fiction based. You may use art to interpret the sentence, or poetry if you wish.

Option 2: Fanfiction

If you could turn your favourite film into a television series, write the pilot episode or a story based on the pilot.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #13

Before I get to the prompts, I’d like to share the entries from last week. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

Trope Sends a postcard to me by Elusive Trope

Written by Elusive Trope http://www.elusivetrope.com — Written by Elusive Trope
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Frank’s Girlfriends – A RED Fanfiction by Louise Findlay

Sarah or Tare. It was such a hard decision. I knew if I spurned Tare, Victoria would kill me for breaking her sister’s heart. She’d probably succeed. No one had underestimated Victoria Winsler and lived to tell the tale.

Sarah was so kind and caring. She made me think I could actually have a normal life. Tare, on the other hand had been my friend for years. We’d saved each other’s lives countless times. I always knew I could count on her to have my back.

A Most Terrible Thing by R. Todd

I missed the sunlight, and the rain on my skin, the wind in my hair; I missed it all. But most of all, I missed her. And the most terrible thing, the thing I feared more than death itself, was going to sleep at night. Not because of what might happen to me and not because of the nightmares that my mind replayed of the day’s torture, but because, sleep meant another day would pass, and another morning would come, another moment where my mind would forget just a little bit more of her face; the way she smiled; the sparkle in her eye; the curve of her lips.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

He paced the antechamber; tormented by the echoes of all who had come before him.

The sentence can appear anywhere in the story. The maximum word count is 1,000 words. The genre can be any of your choosing; either factual or fiction based. You may use art to interpret the sentence, or poetry if you wish.

Option 2: Story on a Postcard –

Write a piece of micro fiction; a story that would fit on a postcard. Your theme is terror.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #12

Before I get to the prompts (apologies I’m a little late this week), I’d like to share with you an entry from last week by R. Todd. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

Go Back To Sleep by R. Todd

I awoke at precisely 3.02 a.m., my internal alarm screaming at me – something was wrong. I reached for my phone on the nightstand and pressed the home button, the light blinding me and causing me to squint as I checked the time. Rubbing my eyes, I listened, wondering what it was that could have woken me.

Over the whirring and knocking of the off-balanced ceiling fan that I had been meaning to fix for three years, I could barely hear the crying coming from the bathroom. I slide my hand to my wife’s side of the bed, and felt sheets where her body should have been, not that I needed to confirm it was her in our bathroom, but kind of hoping I was just hearing things, too. Sitting up on my elbow, I called out to her, “Maggie, are you ok?”

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I missed the sunlight, and the rain on my skin, the wind in my hair; I missed it all.

As a bonus, I’m going to offer up an alternative sentence starter – one written by Louise Findlay: The shade of a tree spirit lingers at midnight.

Either sentence can appear anywhere in the story. The maximum word count is 1,000 words. The genre can be any of your choosing; either factual or fiction based. you may use art to interpret the sentence, or poetry if you wish.

Option 2: Story on a Postcard –

Write a piece of micro fiction; a story that would fit on a postcard. Your theme is love.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #11

Before I get to the prompts, I’d like to share with you an entry from last week by R. Todd. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

The Killing Blow by R. Todd

Malevolence swirled in the air; it coated my skin like an oily residue of evil. It drew me deeper in, preying on the hatred and anger I harbored for years, and like a fire raging out of control, it consumed me on the inside. My eyes boiled, my breath deepened, my chest swelled and my heart beat loudly in my ears. My hand gripped the handle of the sword, fingers flexing reflexively on the leather-covered grip.

I relished in the weight, feeling the heaviness of my weapon of warfare, knowing that it hungered for battle just as much as I did. I hunched down, my legs swelling with power as I prepared to launch myself into the fray, to become one with the dance of death and to unleash the destruction that bound up inside of me.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I awoke at precisely 3.02 a.m., my internal alarm screaming at me – something was wrong.

This sentence can appear anywhere in the story. The maximum word count is 1,000 words. The genre can be any of your choosing; either factual or fiction based. You may use art to interpret the sentence, or poetry if you wish.

Option 2: Story on a postcard –

Write a piece of micro fiction; a story that would fit on a postcard. Your theme is loss.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #10

Before we get to the prompts, I’d like to share with you the contribution from Louise Findlay. Louise wrote a piece in response to prompt two last week – here is a sneak peak. To read the full, original post, click on the title.

THE GOBLET OF STARS: EXCERPT OF CHAPTER 1 – A HARRY POTTER/M.I. HIGH FANFICTION PIECE

Agh. My dark mark had been flaring up all year. I clutched my forearm as my brand ignited. This was the real thing. The Dark Lord had come to life again. I would have to go to him. He would hunt me down and the people I loved if I didn’t. I endured many sleepless nights pondering what I would do when he was resurrected.

The call came at the worst possible time. I was heading a mission trying to prevent a nuclear launch and Frank was about to get his head scrambled.

“Frank, no. I’ve got to go. Capture someone else and get them into that chair” I said.

I hated having to abandon them like this but I had to. I hope he managed to swear his team to secrecy. I did not want to explain this to MI9.

“What? Why? Oh. Stella, please don’t go” he pleaded.

“We agreed, Frank. If I don’t, I’ll be putting your life in danger” I protested.

“Be careful. The password’s libertà stellato” he replied.

Starry freedom. I hoped to god that Frank would be available to tend to my wounds but if he wasn’t then I could gain access to his potions store. I tended to overdose myself on pain potions and dreamless sleep. Through my dark mark, the Dark Lord could always plague my nightmares even when I was on a normal amount of dreamless sleep. I was hopeless at Occulmency and my method of defending my mind through attacking with legilimency only really worked on the Dark Lord when I was awake. I was sadly not blessed with a talent for Occulmency like Professor Snape.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

Malevolence swirled in the air; it coated my skin like an oily residue of evil.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Using your favourite characters from film, television or literature, write a fight scene – or a scene which highlights conflict between two or more characters.

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #9

Before we get to the prompts for this week, let’s look at the previous entries. Click on the title to read the full, original post (I’ve only provided a preview). Here they are:

The Elf Killer – Part IV: A New Discovery by Colleen Chesebro

Rawmall slowly rolled over on the hard-packed earthen floor of the burned out elven hut. His head throbbed and felt like brilliant flashes of lightning were slicing into his brain. The acrid smell of smoke lingered in the hut as well as another unsavory aroma, of which he could not remember the source.

Gently, so as to not disturb his pounding head, he shifted his weight to his hands and knees. He balanced himself for a moment. Once the hammering in his brain subsided, he rose to his feet. Rawmall noticed that darkness had descended on the burned out elven community of Morr. He staggered towards the grey ashy remains of a fire where a cauldron was perched, still warm. The stench was overpowering and suddenly he remembered the events of the day.

The Musings of a Desolate Demigod – A Dusty Wastelands of Tartarus Flash Fiction Piece by Louise Findlay

Our mothers and fathers had ravenged the world, leaving almost nothing left in their eternal wars. The devastation they had wrought rivalled that of the creatures and gods they were fighting. I was related to a murderer of the highest degree. I swear I would kill him if I ever saw him again.

My kind were in decline. Most fell in the Parallax War. There were demigods on both sides. Some sided with their godly parents and some defected to the opposing side. The war was originally over the fate of Olympus and the mortals but it just turned demigod against demigod and god against god. The sides were clear cut in the beginning with good against evil but the lines blurred.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

My grandmother always used to say – if you can’t make a good first impression, at least make a lasting one.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Re-write the ending to one of your favourite movies.

Have fun!

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #8

But before we get to the prompts, I wanted to draw your attention to the entries from last week. Click on each title to read the full, original post (I’ve only provided a preview). Here they are:

The First Time I Died by Corina Carrasco

The first time I died, I was nineteen years old, and resigned to my fate; the second time was a different story. The first time I was leaving a horrible situation. I didn’t care to stay any longer, even though it meant my demise. That was okay.

But then, I found myself in paradise and I never wanted to leave it. I could see the deep blue water from the high point on the island. The palm trees shaded me from the hot sun and let me hear their fronds tickling each other as the winds made them sway coquettishly. A gentle breeze. Just enough to move the air around. There was so much fruit every where. I would never feel the rumblings of my empty stomach on this island.

The Elf Killer – Part III by Colleen Chesebro

As the darkness arrived in Timmoral Forest, Nedra the Witch watched the shadows grow long and deep as they descended and grew from the tall stature of the trees surrounding the glen. Conjuring her deepest magic she had materialized outside the cave she called home on the edge of the forest in order to safely escape from Rawmall, the half-breed elf.

Nedra paced back and forth in front of the door to her cave thinking of what her next move should be. Damn, Rawmall! That half-breed elf makes my blood boil, she thought. She didn’t need to take any more chances around him. His power over her was purely physical. Nedra wanted him in the worst way. If she succumbed to his charms, she would lose everything, again. Death was much too high a price to pay for a sexual tryst with a half-breed elf at this point. Not yet, anyway.

A Situation by Cassie Newell

The first time I died, I was nineteen years old and resigned to my fate; the second time was a different story. Life with it’s strange plot twists, I think back, and my fate of dying with cancer was more dignified than where I am now. I fought the fight. I freaking kicked its ass! Let’s be clear here, it was no walk in the park. I had many conversations with the Almighty and my doctor’s who thought they were the almighty, about my situation. It was just that, a situation. One last option – surgery.

I died on the operating table…coded, flat lined. Sayonara everyone, that’s all she wrote. Okay, well she put the pen back down but dang if she didn’t wait a good thirty seconds before she jumps starts my heart.

Reasons For Rejection: Rejection Spinoff – An M.I. High Fanfic

“Why? Stella, you can’t just kiss me and then reject me. If you don’t love me then fine but if you do, just tell me why you keep refusing to talk? You owe me that much” Frank said.

Oh, Frank. This was entirely my fault. His depression was my fault. I still loved him of course I did but I wanted to protect him. I was Chief Agent now and am an even bigger target than before. We were both at the top of KORPS’ hit list and I knew they would harm him just to get to me.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

So, on to the next set of prompts. Grab the badge and write a post based on either of the following options:

Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I live in a society without rules, without boundaries; it is a dark and desolate place.

Option 2: Fanfiction –

Write a diary entry from the point of view of your favourite character from film, television, or literature.

Have fun!

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel