by Naomi L. | August 15, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
It’s you and me, sweetheart.
Don’t be afraid. Forget the crowd, the lights, the world. Just like we practiced, all alone in the tent every night.
Follow my lead: reach out your gentle trunk and lift me into the air. I’ll climb aboard, and we’ll dance in the ring like only the stars are watching.
Everyone will love us, but we don’t dance for them. We don’t dance for anyone but us.
Tonight, baby, it’s only you and me.
Based on a circus-themed writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Class Act.
Using 100 words or less, write about a circus act. […] You can describe it, write about it from the POV of the circus performer, or even make up your own circus act.
The circus act I chose was a dance between a trainer and her beloved elephant partner. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
Note: for the record, I consider the use of animals in circus performing highly unethical and am strongly against it (which is why the only circus I really like is Cirque du Soleil). I simply took advantage of a circus-themed writing prompt to portray an emotional bond between a human and an elephant, as I consider elephants to be among the most fascinating creatures in the world. Thank you!
by Naomi L. | July 25, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
No one could believe it when they saw Johnny in first place. He was moving so fast, spectators hardly noticed him the moment he came round the corner. Just two more miles, he thought, then he’d finally prove himself to the whole town. “No one can move like Johnny!” they’d say. “He beat the world record!” Yes, he’d be a champion, and for the first time in his life, everybody would care.
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No one could believe it when they saw Johnny in first place. He was moving so slow, spectators hardly noticed him the moment he came round the corner. Just two more miles, he thought, then he’d finally prove himself to the whole town. “No one can move like Johnny!” they’d say. “He beat the world record!” Yes, he’d be a champion, and for the first time in his life, nobody would care.
Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Banana Split.
Write a mini scene, no more than 200 words, about anything at all. Then when you’re finished, take two words and swap them with their opposites (for example, you would switch love with hate or cold with hot, left with right, etc.). Try to pick words that will scramble the read and/or make it humorous.
To make my way of thinking clear, I wrote out both versions of this scene: first the original, then the opposite. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
by Naomi L. | May 2, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
Its skin was pale green, it had a dozen eyes, and it crawled on eight long spindly legs.
Evolution had made its teeth sharp to tear through the tough tissue of the vegetation on its native planet.
It had come to Earth to taste some exotic salads. Sadly, the local wildlife thought it had come to taste them.
The translators were all aboard the ship. It never had a chance to explain.
Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Alien Madness!
Create an alien life form. Describe what it looks like and what its habits are using no more than 100 words.
I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
by Naomi L. | April 25, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
“What’s that?”
“Nothing! Nothing at all.”
“Hey, don’t hide it! I wanna see!”
“No, you don’t. You really, really don’t.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I know you. Trust me, you’d freak out.”
“What do you take me for?”
“Honestly? …A prude.”
“What?! Now I have to know!”
“Ow! Let go! No, give it back!”
“Why? What’s- Oh my god…”
“I can explain…”
“Please don’t. You were right; I didn’t wanna know.”
“…Can I have it back?”
“…Fine. Just promise you’ll never let me find it again.”
Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Keep It Secret!
Using dialogue only, and no more than 15 lines, write a scene between two people. One is keeping a secret from the other. Don’t mention the secret.
As you can imagine, I had a lot of fun with this one! I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
by Naomi L. | April 18, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
Her skin glows a pale blue-green in the moonlight.
Her eyes shine like emeralds, hypnotizing anyone who dares to gaze into them.
She sings ethereal melodies that melt the coldest of hearts.
Her voice lures the unwitting into her company.
The razor-sharp claws and teeth are what keep them there forever.
Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Make Me a Monster!
Using no more than five sentences, create a new monster. You can make it as silly or scary as you want.
It’s not the most original creation, but it was still fun to imagine. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
by Naomi L. | March 28, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
Man, the view from my window is awesome! Seriously, you have no idea. The real upside to living in the suburbs is being able to look outside and see Nature’s work of art, you know, instead of a concrete landscape. When I look outside, I can see mountains weaving across the horizon, beautiful green mountains all covered in trees and grass. I can see the ocean far away, this big blue bay surrounded by beaches. I can see the forest stretching out everywhere, with all these vivid colors and wild animals around, mostly the birds that are always flying by. I can see houses lining the roads down the hill, and a little church on the hill right across from my window, with bells that ring every Sunday morning. I can see white clouds rolling by on clear days, and the sun setting behind the mountains in the afternoon. I can see a blending palette of greens and blues, plus whatever colors are painted on the houses. I get to look out my window whenever I want and see something beautiful every single day.
The view from my window is awesome. Why? Because it really captures so much of the natural beauty of Brazil.
I wrote this short piece a few years ago as part of a writing exercise to practice the element of voice. The exercise is to describe the view from your bedroom window as casually as if you were speaking to someone, so as to capture the essence of your natural voice in your writing. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
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