Month: June 2018

Frustration

Frustration

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The Shadow

The Shadow

 

He wasn’t afraid of his own shadow anymore. He was the shadow. The darkness of night, seeped into one cadaverous shade that clung to him like a leech. For the longest time he’d tried to escape it. The face he presented to the world betrayed no sign of its dark tendrils, clutching away at the boy beneath.

And yet the smile he wore through gritted teeth was finally giving way to the shadow’s grimace. He had few choices left but to give in to it. The pretence was wearing nauseatingly thin. Heroes permeated the world, did it really need another one? Perhaps instead, it needed the shadow to consume him, to craft a new villain for it to try and overcome.

He sighed. The world had indeed become a fraught and fractious place. Cultures and communities divided, hate and fear-mongering the new language of humanity. The kindness and tolerance of recent years was dissipating and each day mankind turned on each other in increasingly callous acts of violence. School, TV, and the onslaught of social media had taught him that the world was truly full of hatred and cruelty.

These outbursts of rage and defiance were now starting to spill out onto the innocents of this world. Children, many younger than he was, caught up in political and cultural warfare; an endless game of tit-for-tat which never reached a conclusion of satisfied parties. The world, divided, was beginning to implode.

And so of late, the shadow had seemed a much less terrifying prospect.

He knew what it would entail. To succumb to the darkness of his own shade and transform into his true self would not be a painless process. The shadow had given him clear instructions on how to let it in. It’s appetite was ferocious and it demanded complete obedience. It whispered to him in the daytime about the state of enlightenment he’d find within its blackness. At night, it throbbed invisibly within his mind’s eye; an ocular pulse that revealed the truth of things to him like a second sight into another world.

A world where civilizations’s hatred and anger was no longer directed toward each other, but in one combined direction. A force for the greater good, through the force of great evil. Through the darkness must come the light. Through the shadow he would become the world’s saviour; it just didn’t know it yet.

He knew it was time. Humanity needed him. It needed the shadow to consume his humanity once and for all. For only then could he make the final metamorphosis into that which would save them all. The villain that would unite the broken fragments of the human race once and for all and put an end to their internal conflicts. Black, white, gay, straight, male, female, trans, Christian, Muslim, radical or liberal; none of this would matter anymore.

The threat of terror would pale in comparison to the terror rained down upon this earth by the shadow’s wrath.

This was his life’s calling, he finally understood. Looking upon the smiling faces of his mother and father in the kitchen, a tear quaked in his eyeline, momentarily blurring his clarity of mind. He brushed it away fiercely; this had to be done. The first step in the transformation and the darkening of his soul.

He cast the smile from his face for the final time; never again would he paint the mask of happiness upon his face. The shadow’s clarity renewed itself in his eyes and he stepped forward to begin carving his true destiny. On the counter in front of him were the remnants of the breakfast he’d enjoyed with his parents. He reached for the knife his mother had used to slice the bread up for some toast for him this morning and grasped the handle so tightly he thought his fearful bones may crack.

The shadow’s claws grasped his heart and howled with a piercing laugh.

And he let it.

 

Writer, tweeter and illustrator. Starving artist and thrifting expert. Pen for hire and first-time author at work.

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Potential

Potential

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Prompts For Creative Writing

Prompts For Creative Writing

 

Do you ever get stuck for a starting point when you want to write? There’s nothing more frustrating than not being able to find the end on a roll of sellotape, and it’s exactly the same when you’re looking for the starting point of your latest piece of writing. Well worry not, for today I’m bringing you some prompts for creative writing that are guaranteed to get your writer’s brain firing on all cylinders!

In case you weren’t sure, prompts are used by many writers and creatives, especially when the ideas just aren’t coming through naturally. They can come in many forms, visual or written, but a good set of prompts are almost always a useful secret weapon to have in your writer’s toolkit. The prompts I’ll be sharing today are short ideas that are designed to get you thinking and set you off on a new written adventure.

So if you’re in a writing mood today, feast your eyes on these creative writing prompts and please let me know if you’ve found any of them to be particularly helpful. You can check out my Pinterest board ‘Writing Prompts For Creative Inspiration’ for even more just like these too!

Writing Prompts:

 

  • You died in an accident but you’re still trapped on the mortal coil until you can find someone to help your spirit be free.

 

  • One child inherits the power to cure all disease and you have to protect him.

 

  • You’ve lived your life entirely blind, except for when you look into a mirror – what can you see through the glass?

Prom

  • A runaway breaks into your house in the middle of the night, terrified. What does she want from you?

 

  • You’re the leader of a tribe beginning an uprising against a vicious dictator. How are you going to raise an army?

 

  • Falsley accused of a murder, you’re about to face execution. Is there time to save yourself?

 

Prompts

 

  • Invent a new month in the year and explain how it affects the world.

 

  • An earthquake eradicates all technological systems and the world is plunged into darkness – how do you survive?

 

Prompts

 

  • You’re a cinema owner and every time a movie plays, the audience are turned into ghosts during the film.

 

  • It’s winter every day where you live, and if you don’t find a way to generate warmth, a plague will erupt from the snow when it falls.

 

 

These are only a few very simple ideas to get you thinking about the short stories you could write today, but I’d love to hear any of yours too. Please let me know if you’ve had any inspiring thoughts based upon the prompts listed here or if you’ve got any other suggestions!

 

You can check out some of my other writing prompts over on my Instagram feed @actualwriting – I post on there regularly with lots of visual inspiration too, as sometimes using an art or image-based prompt can generate your ideas even further. Let me know how you get on with your writing over on Twitter too @actualwriting. Happy storytelling!

 

 

 

 

Writer, tweeter and illustrator. Starving artist and thrifting expert. Pen for hire and first-time author at work.