Writing Prompt
Writings
Writing Prompt
VISUAL PROMPT
Your protagonist is hosting a party in the middle of the desert. Who are they and why are they here?
Writings
All the Pretty Lights
The desert sky was a river of ribbons. Under the giant white tent tiny lights twinkled. At least that was what Deana imagined as she and Bobbie drove into the desert. This music festival is the hottest ticket of the summer, of the year, maybe of the decade. Deana hugged herself as Fitzwilliam’s car cut into the sand. Fitzwilliam smiled
Hannah was talking to the piece of shit now. Robert Fitzwilli...
Sexy Sand Creatures
It’s amazing, really, a human’s ability to carve out a safe and comfortable space for themself in the midst of utterly inhospitable environments. As part of Life On Earth, humans wound up in some of the most unpleasant, hostile environments you could think of. And yet, with the help of other humans, they would inevitably find a way to create shelter, to harvest food and animals (bugs included), to...
The Desolate Desert
Marvin sat down in the white canvas tent and pushed his spectacles farther up his nose. He had a crazy idea. It would take years to accomplish, but it would all be worth it in the end. It had to be. He clearly printed the names of famous archeologists from all around the world and asked for their assistance. He invited them to a party of sorts to explain the next big thing in the industry.
Weeks...
Don’t Wanna Know
Driving up a dirt road in a five year old box truck, two men in white shirts and black pants, Drew and Mike, listen to static filled country music on the radio.
They pull up to the site that just 12 hours earlier they were setting up a tent and catering equipment, ready to begin the break-down and pack-up process. However when they arrive, something is a little bit off.
Only two of the plates ...
Hit List
“ Stupid Ragweeds-“
“ How about you actually focus on the mission ahead of us, Cam. Not complaining about the climate.”
“ Like that’s going to help me not die from the elements, Fey.”
Parties. Possibly the bane of my existence. Out of all the places we can be, why a party. In a desert, no less.
Fey said this would be where our target is. Hence why I needed to use my own money for this worthle...
The Crazy Trend Of 2043
It…is…SCORCHING…
You’re probably wondering what the hell are you talking about? It’s December, which means it’s cold and what not. Well my friend that’s in England. I’m in a random desert. Why you may ask? A party. You must be thinking “Cassie, have you gone BONKERS?” …well guess what I’ve always been. A party in the desert… but Cassie it’s so hot? Well it’s not my fault I am such a social media ...
Sand Party Monster.
When you’re hosting a party in the desert you’re either the enfant terrible of an exiled oligarch or Colonel Gaddafi. Angela was a little from column A and a little too much from column B.
“Jared! The sand!” she shrieked at the waiting staff, who sweated under the millions of tiny bulbs replacing the heat of the setting sun, “It’s on the dance floor again.”
A waiter, presumably Jared, in a full ...
