» User
One Word Writing Prompts | Get Inspired to Write | Creative Writing Prompts | Writing Inspiration | Journal Prompts | Writing Exercises | Writing Ideas | Writing Challenges | Writing Motivation | Writing Prompts for Adults | Writing Prompts for Kids | Writing Prompts for Teens | Writing Prompts for Beginners | Writing Prompts for Fiction | Writing Prompts for Nonfiction | Writing Prompts for Poetry | Writing Prompts for Screenplays | Writing Prompts for Short Stories | Writing Prompts for Novels | Writing Prompts for Memoirs
read
write
sign in/up
rebecca.wass
Change your cover photo
Upload
Change your cover photo
Upload
Change your cover photo
rebecca.wass
This user account status is Approved
shaken
"I said I wanted it shaken!" "Stirred is the only way we make them, sir." "Disgusting. Do you know who I am?" "Should I, sir? "I have a license to kill." "We do not shake our drinks here, sir."
rattle
you came over today just to rattle my cage, to make me feel like the last time, like this was the last time, hope this was the last time.
congregate
One by one, they withdrew funding from public services and spaces where people tended to congregate and socialize; they were suspicious of the ideas that could potentially emerge.
accusations
"There have been a lot of accusations flying 'round here. Now, I say we get to the bottom of all this right now." The Sheriff held up his right hand as if he imagined himself a preacher asking for silence. The ruckus continued; both families yelling cusses and curses across the Sheriff Station lobby, "Your good-for nothin', piece of crap, titty suckin', excuse for a son...", "Yeah?! Well, your doh-doh headed, ugly, rutabaga of a daughter..". And it went on like this for several more minutes until they ran out of insults that rolled off of their tongues.
attendance
"It is mandatory!" There was a collective groan. "Hey! None of that now. You all knew attendance was compulsory." Learning how to "walk like a lady" was not the girls' idea of a good time.
whimper
she felt lowly and lonely. she looked around the bus and imagined that the other passengers' lives were more fulfilling than hers, that they were loved. a man stepped on her foot as he exited the bus and she let out a small whimper, nobody noticed.
fateful
we were doomed for each other, fateful was the day we met.
spectrum
Light, a spectrum of invisible colour.
sobbing
I came across my mother sobbing in the kitchen. i hadn't seen her cry, ever, and now here she was, weeping, not breathing, unleashed.
gridlocked
you say 'this' i say 'that' and no listening never listen, so we can stay, stuck, gridlocked.
load more entries