Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #17

Mel's Midweek Writing MenagerieWelcome to my biweekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. Paste a link to your story in the comments or create a pingback so I can read and share your contribution. You have until the 28th of October to submit, before the next round begins. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie. This month the theme will be centred around Halloween.

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

Mel's Midweek Writing Menagerie

Welcome to my biweekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. You have until the 14th of October to submit, before the next round begins. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie. This month the theme will be centred around Halloween.

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

Mel's Midweek Writing Menagerie

Welcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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

Mel's Midweek Writing MenagerieWelcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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 #10

Mel's Midweek Writing MenagerieWelcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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.

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: 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

Mel's Midweek Writing MenagerieWelcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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

Mel's Midweek Writing MenagerieWelcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #7

Mel's Midweek Writing Menagerie

Welcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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:

Olga contributed the following poem:

Dig deep in the darkest corners

They are hiding

In the dungeons of fear

Away from the light of reason

Fantasy or real

Lurking in the subconscious

Dreams are their wonderland

Exalted in the media

They feed off screams

“I’ve always known that monsters exist.”

Beware of the ones that walk right by you

A time bomb waiting to be triggered.


If She Said Yes 7-2 Sorting It Out – An M.I. High Fanfic by Louise Findlay

I had to apologise. Why didn’t I see her motivations before? Kate usually didn’t have to spell it out for me. It was all my fault but Stella would blame herself. Her self-deprecating moods were poison to everyone, most of all herself. We hurt each other so much but I still loved her with all my heart. Love opened you up to the worst emotional pain but it gave you the most content feeling in your heart.

She would be in her office and that would be the problem. She would’ve locked it and I can’t get in. Pleading with her from outside the door would have to suffice.
“Don’t visit her. She’s mad” Someone advised.

Blending In by R. Todd

I’ve always known that monsters exist. Call it intuition. Call it a sixth sense. Call it being able to just see people for who they are. Whatever you want to chalk it up to, the fact is, they’re there and they don’t like being seen. Not one bit. And they go to extraordinary measures to make sure no one ever finds out.

One guy started to make a bunch of claims that he could see them, going to the newspapers and television stations. The night before he was to be interviewed, he had an unfortunate meeting with a trash compactor. Crushing as it was, it was ruled an accident. A woman started telling her friends that we were being invaded, two days later she decided to go swimming. She started by diving off the top of her twelve story building. Head first.


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 –

The first time I died, I was nineteen years old, and resigned to my fate; the second time was a different story.

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: Fanfiction –

Write a scene which highlights an unexpected connection between two or more of your favourite characters in film, television, or literature.

Have fun!

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #6

Mel's Midweek Writing Menagerie

Welcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

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:

Olga contributed the following poem:

Bracing with a cane

Hope for the recently lame

The pain was not slain

Afraid to go insane

Was fate playing a twisted game?

Prayers all in vain

Maybe the sludge of the past needs to drain?

Life craves no more rain

Crap need not be my fame

Only I’m to blame

and

“What the hell do you expect me to do with that.”


The Elf Killer – Part Two by Colleen Chesebro

Rawmall continued his way through the forest walking in an easterly direction, cautiously looking for any telltale signs of the elf killer. Whoever had killed the blue haired elf was brutal. The killer had left the body to rot and decay where the elf had been slain.

Rawmall shook his head in disbelief. The Elves of Timmoral Forest had a code. They always buried their dead, even their enemies. No elf would have killed another in this manner, he thought as he trudged through a dense copse of trees. Decomposed leaves made a carpet beneath his feet. He pushed his way through an almost impenetrable thicket of bushes with leaf tendrils that curled as they pulled at his arms.


The Present by R. Todd

He slid a small box across the white table-cloth toward her. The box was a polished rosewood with a butterfly made from mother-of-pearl inlaid on the top. Her smile grew as her fingers traced delicately across the top, feeling the smooth surface.

“For me?” She asked, perking up.

“Yes.” he said, his legs crossed as he sat back in his chair, pulling the cigarette to his lips and looking at her as his head tilted back. “You’ve earned it.” he said as smoke billowed out of his nose as he talked.


The Author’s Nightmare Story: Regina’s Curse – Once Upon A Time Fanfic by Louise Findlay
“Help me. Help me” A voice cried.
What? Was that Henry? It couldn’t be. We were all cursed to this fiction and Henry… Henry was all alone. God knows where Emma was unless she was that Saviour that my mother imprisoned. There was no Evil Queen in this land only the Queen of Hearts. My mother grew bored as ruler of Wonderland and decided to enslave the Enchanted Forest instead.
I had to save him but it would mean escaping my mother’s grasp. I would pay for it later she would make sure of it.
An ogre. Damn those beasts. It would have been easy to eradicate them but oh the Queen of Hearts wouldn’t deign to make the peasant’s lives easier. Perish the thought. A fireball easily felled the beast.

Fourth Wall by Ms Toy Whisperer

It was 1954 and I was on my own trying to figure it out. I’d been a housewife and mother for 30 years so my skills were inside the house. After Frank left me, I suddenly had to do something to support myself.

It took me a few weeks to find the courage to look for a job and another few to actually find one. Once I headed out closer to Mansfield, I landed something to get me off my feet. That’s a funny expression since I was always going to be on my feet. I learned that after years of buying groceries, I could now be on the other side of the register.


R. Todd wrote a story for last weeks menagerie:

White Picket Fence by R. Todd

It wasn’t supposed to end like this. It was suppose to be a fairy tale, a ‘Happily Ever After’. It was suppose to be the two of us living in the suburbs, in a house with a white picket fence that our two point five kids played in. I would cook all day and bake him pies and cakes and cookies. He would work in the city and come home every night. I would meet him at the door, we would kiss. On the weekends he would play catch with our son while I taught our daughter how to take care of her man. We would be the modern day Cleaver’s and life would be perfect.

All entries are shared over at Featured Fiction.

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


Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I’ve always known that monsters exist.

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: Fanfiction –

Write a fight scene between two of your favourite characters from film, television or literature.

Have fun!

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel

Mel’s Midweek Writing Menagerie #5

Mel's Midweek Writing Menagerie

Welcome to my weekly writing prompt series. The rules of the challenge are simple. I’ve provided two options below, and there’s a handy link-up button at the end of the post, so you can upload your contribution and share it with others. If you prefer to use the pingback method, I’ll check out each link I receive. Here is the hashtag, should you wish to use it – #MelsWritingMenagerie.

But before we get to the prompts, I wanted to draw your attention to the entries from last week. Here they are:

The Elf Killer by Colleen Chesebro 

It wasn’t supposed to end like this. Rawmall knew Elves could be killed by violent acts because he had lost many friends during the Elf Wars long ago. That was when he found that living in captivity did not suit the Elves of Timmoral Forest. Some lost the will to live and were found wasting away in a cave after the insurrection. Elves are supposed to be immortal, thought Rawmall to himself, not die alone in a forest, the victim of a killing.

Rawmall stood in the clearing, staring at the half decomposed body of the male Elf. His long blue hair had been partially ripped from his head. A long metal-tipped arrow had pierced him through the heart. The metallic smell of blood was everywhere in the forest clearing. Rawmall sniffed the air noticing the leaves of the bushes were covered with sticky blood. Flies buzzed around the rotting corpse. There were no sounds other than the mournful howl of the wind sweeping through the mighty oaks. Read more.

Light Magic Monster and Soul-Scapes: Once Upon A Time Fanfic by Louise Findlay

I felt the eruption of magic. How could I not? For a town situated in the Land Without Magic it was quite a common occurrence. Could I be bothered to do anything about it? In the past I would but I was still mooning over Arrow Boy. It was better this way. People interfered in my life less. With further inspection it was that pathetic Saviour’s disgustingly sweet branch of light magic. My my she must’ve been angry. I hope she wasn’t too desperate as to darken my doorstep again. I couldn’t vouch for her life if she did. Henry was the only good thing in my life and I didn’t want my depressing moods to affect him.

I suppose I would have to do something.  We couldn’t have the Saviour doubting herself. Oh no, the world would implode. Pre-emptive action meant that the Charming’s wouldn’t come. Emma was slightly less annoying than her parents. Oh and it would prevent Gold from interfering. Gold rubbing his nose in anything spelt trouble. Read more.

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 –

“What the hell do you expect me to do with that?”
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: Fanfiction –

Write a scene with one of your favourite characters from film or television.


Have fun!

Thanks for stopping by.

Mel