We had W.A.F.F.L.E. again last night and another writing prompt! This one did not flow as easily for me as the last – and my PC pooped half-way through so I lost some of it – but it was still a good exercise. I tried to focus on developing the characters and giving the reader a sense of who they are, rather than world building for this one.

As a side note, you can read a different take on this prompt over at For a Thousand Words… and The Ship of Dreams.

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“Run faster! We’re almost there!” Delia shouted as she bounded up the grassy hill, carefully avoiding the wildflowers that littered the path.  Behind her lumbered her younger brother, struggling to keep up. Although Jared was tall for his age, he was hardly athletic. Delia’s insistence that he join her on the adventure was what got him out of the house.

The hill was on Delia climbed often, watching the ships come and go, imagining this day. She didn’t want to experience this moment alone.

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The Prompt Thickens

My good friend over at The Ship of Dreams came over for a coffee afternoon and we took the opportunity to work on writing prompts. Since she wasn’t able to attend our first W.A.F.F.L.E. meeting, she took the opportunity to write her own short story starter, which you can read here:


I continued my original story, still not knowing exactly where I’m going, and developing the story further.

You can read the first part here.

She sat as still as ever, clutching her knees to her chest.

“Deidre, if you would, please fetch a towel and…” Constance had a mind to call for the Governor, but she knew the circumstances were extremely suspicious. After all, the few cities that had survived and built upon the waters were few, but their lust for power didn’t lessen. Instead, it evolved. Instead of battling for land, they now fought over water rights and borders. It was possible this woman was a spy, but something in Constance’s heart said the woman could be trusted.

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