Writer's Prompt #1

Lord DragonsWing

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There is no way to beat writers block. But for the next week I'll post some prompts to help everyone beat the block that haunts us all. This is the first prompt, you may post your results here on the thread, or use them for future stories.
As long as it helps, that's all that counts.

Prompt !- Describe the place where you are sitting now. Freewrite the details you observe-push yourself to obsever a lot of details. Describle the people you can see, the architecture and the furnishings. Use your senses. After you've written down what you see, close your eyes and focus on sounds and smells. Now open your eyes and pull the description into a few paragraphs.

Have fun and keep writing.
 
No, no, no. They need super prompting.

Prompt: A drunken ex-God laments the power robbed from him by the exodus of worshippers goes down to his old center of power and picks up one of his last real worshippers and enjoys her body, her unconditional love, and her spiritual devotion.

For extra difficulty: Figure out how the three-legged rhinocerous works into it all.
 
Lucifer_Carroll said:
No, no, no. They need super prompting.

Prompt: A drunken ex-God laments the power robbed from him by the exodus of worshippers goes down to his old center of power and picks up one of his last real worshippers and enjoys her body, her unconditional love, and her spiritual devotion.

For extra difficulty: Figure out how the three-legged rhinocerous works into it all.

And here I thought I was the only one for a fetish for our tripod rhino friends.
 
Lucifer_Carroll said:
No, no, no. They need super prompting.

Prompt: A drunken ex-God laments the power robbed from him by the exodus of worshippers goes down to his old center of power and picks up one of his last real worshippers and enjoys her body, her unconditional love, and her spiritual devotion.

For extra difficulty: Figure out how the three-legged rhinocerous works into it all.

The three-legged rhinocerous had just finished filing his nails when the ex-God walked in.

"Hey, have you seen that worshipper? That horny one. One who still likes me."

"Huh?!"

"Sheesh! You're useless. Never should have made you..."

ex-God walks back to where he came from.

...to be continued... (The block refuses to budge)
 
The Goose, eyes shaded by the Stetson, brandished a weapon held across her chest by a hand distinctly un-goosly. The poppy limpidly languishing loosely in the lapel of her double-breasted jacket merely added colour, not comfort. Dampy ducked beneath her quilt unsure quite what the Goose required. She thought of summoning help but knew she would never make it to the phone unruffled. In the nick of time Lucifer arrived, unkempt, unshaven, uninterested in the gooses gabble, drawing upon all his vast experience of aquatic evil-doers he thrust a water-cress sandwich at the Goose and made his escape with Dampy whilst the Goose quaffed the unexpected offering. In the hall they encountered Psychocatblah, dishevelled, distressed, disappointed that she had not reached Dampy first.

Glancing into the bedroom she saw the Goose head bowed beak snapping at the remaining leaves of the sandwich, the gun lay on the floor, unguarded, unattended, under-milk-wood. Reaching for the gun she turned to the Goose and told her to back up against the wall. The Goose cocked her head, fixed her eye on Psychocatblah and backed slowly against the pristine whiteness of Dampy’s bedroom wall.

“What’s your game Goose?” Psy… asked.

“Lacrosse.” The Goose replied.

“So what you doing here, whats with the gun.”

“I wanted Dampy to write me a story about a horny Lacrosse player who masquerades part-time as a Gosling. She refused. I came her to force her to write what I want.”

“I’m not doing it! You’re perverted.” Dampy called from the doorway, drawn further into Lucifers sketchily thin arms.

To be forgotten…
 
lmao

Master.

Reminded me of this. :D

And I'd write a story for the goosey even though it sounds... um.. weird. :p
 
DAMN! We're riding the same wave here. I'll wait to post a new thread about the topic. In the meantime, freefall writing is something that I do constantly. The problem is that instead of helping to break from the stalker I call 'chronica block' (block associated with writing a novel) it becomes an excuse to write another short story:rolleyes: and therefore avoid the next chapter.
 
CharleyH said:
DAMN! We're riding the same wave here. I'll wait to post a new thread about the topic. In the meantime, freefall writing is something that I do constantly. The problem is that instead of helping to break from the stalker I call 'chronica block' (block associated with writing a novel) it becomes an excuse to write another short story:rolleyes: and therefore avoid the next chapter.

Yep, me too. I'm writing loads, but what I want/need to write keeps being relegated.

Dampy
Pleased you enjoyed the scribble. Don't remember the thread you posted, must have been away.

neon
 
neonlyte said:
Yep, me too. I'm writing loads, but what I want/need to write keeps being relegated.

Personally, I need to write in a place that is quiet, yet no such place exists. I need to write in an uncluttered environment, but despite how many times I clean or organize the house, there is always something out of place like that damn wire dangling out of the socket. I need to write with no one around, and damn I remember the days when I lived alone, but of course I had more of a social life, so could never really find the time to write. I need to write with music because I’m contradictory, but just can’t seem to find the appropriate CD to put me in that mood. Ah, yes, mood. I need to be in that particular mood to write that particular novel.

. . . . On the verge of another short story :D . . .
 
I'm trying the use of an electric cattle prod to see if I can unblock, either that or Liquid Drano.:rolleyes:
 
Lucifer_Carroll said:
No, no, no. They need super prompting.

Prompt: A drunken ex-God laments the power robbed from him by the exodus of worshippers goes down to his old center of power and picks up one of his last real worshippers and enjoys her body, her unconditional love, and her spiritual devotion.

For extra difficulty: Figure out how the three-legged rhinocerous works into it all.

Shame that I've just written three stories about a goddess who lacks worshippers and enjoys HIS body etc.

Perhaps I can work a three-legged rhinocerous into the next episode.

I have a pending story about an alien race who have three breasts, three pussys, and the middle one can be can be fatal. Is that good enough to compensate for lack of three-legged rhinoceri?

Watch this space for 'Tripletit'. Groans are not obligatory but expected. I have suggested the 'Non-Human' category. It was either that or 'Humor and Satire'.

Og
 
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