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So I’m sure I heard of this prompt somewhere, but has anyone actually written a story about the quote about how if you kill a killer, the number of killers in the world remain the same, but instead its about a serial killer who only kills other killers and, therefore, reducing the number of killers in the world.
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I wrote a very nice horror themed “Mary had a Little Lamb” in my almost-nightmare last night, and if you think that I can remember what it was now you would be very wrong. All I remember is something along the lines of a wolf having fur as dark as night and basically wanting to eat mary and the lamb.
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Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.
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I imagine if aliens were to come to Earth in order to study the mating rituals of all the animals this is what they may conclude:
Many animals have bright colors and perform dances in order to attract a mate.
Humans send their children do classes in order to learn the various dances and perform in front of the adults of their species in order to guarantee they learn appropriately. But humans are creatures with a social hierarchy and some styles of dance have more elaborate costumes than others. Therefore, if you can perform the dances with the more elaborate costumes, you can mate with someone higher in the social ladder.
The aliens believe the dances fall into three general categories ranging from the lowest social status to highest: jazz/hip hop, tap, and ballet.
This is further proven by their observation that the general public finds many mates on the streets or “night clubs” where jazz and hip hop like dances are found and those with higher status regularly attend ballet performances, in which they assume the elegant clothes are a way to attract the best mate.
Of course, none of these aliens have actually ever attended an adult mating ritual in order not to be mistaken as a potential mate.
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the sexual tension between me and unread books on my bookshelf
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“We are all the children of God! For upon death all our sins are forgiven, as long as we believe in Him! Hell has no place in the kingdom of God!” I exclaim confidently.
“That’s not how this works!” Lucifer held his head in his hands. He drug them down his face. “Hell is necessary. Hell is what cleanses the souls of their sins. Saying that God can purify souls alone with no assistance is like saying you can sanitize your dishes without washing them first. If you do that, your next meal will be contaminated with whatever was left on the plate.”
“In this analogy,” the devil continued, “the soul is the plate, the meal is a life lived, and whatever is left after the meal on the plate is the sins. Us demons in hell punish the souls for their sins during life, cleaning the plate. We also counsel the souls to soothe their traumas - the cracks in a plate. These traumas can hide sins and, if they are not fixed, can cause hardships in their next life. If that trend is allowed to continue without being corrected, drastic consequences occur.”
“Name one.” I snorted.
“I’ll do better than that, I’ll name two: the Crusades - and all the religious wars that stemmed from it - and Hitler. If the angels had allowed the souls to continue along their natural course, those disasters never would have happened.”
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Red. The color I had only ever associated with pain and death. After all, it was the color of the fire that consumed Joseph’s house and the color of his blood as my father murdered him in front of me. I thought I could escape it. But that was nothing more than a childish dream. I looked up at my fiancée, standing next to her parents on the alter, red hair cascading in waves down from her crown to curve around her exposed shoulders and voluptuous breasts. For that is now the color I would have to live with for the rest of my life.
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I had never seen a case like this. Nothing seemed to add up. Everyone said he was a monster, the devil in disguise. Just because his face exhibited no emotions. If only they knew the truth… his tears had dried up. It’s been known for a long time that humans can only produce a certain volume of tears in their lifetime and, although rare, if someone were to reach that maximum volume they develop a condition called Dry Eye and often have to have their eyes removed before they rot. As an ophthalmologist, I have seen it a time or two, but do you know what really makes his condition unique? He still has his eyes.
Starting a prompt: something that is normally just annoying, but make it dangerous.
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I recently decided to continue writing a story I outlined in 2018. I was reading over the outline when I came across a scene where the characters storm the US Capital Building and try to talk to all the senators. Then I laughed because I remembered thinking “This is so unrealistic.” Now I’m over here like 😳
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I think the English language is so cool. Like if you want to make a character gender neutral or are trying to hide a character’s gender for plot purposes, you use the word “they”. If you are trying to say they are doing something, but in the past tense, you use the words “was/were”. “Was” is usually used for a single person and “were” is usually used for multiple people. So if you are trying to say your singular character was doing something, with this logic, you would say “they was” which makes you sound like a crazy person.
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I have always wondered, how do others come up with their book ideas? I find most of my ideas come from music. For example, my first book idea came from listening to “eye of the tiger” and “survivor” on repeat at work. It’s like I hear a line of a song and have to write a book to get me to the scene that the music invoked.
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Submitted my first query! Wooot!!
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When I think about my writing, I sometimes wonder how I got from not being able to complete a writing assignment in the 7th grade to finishing a book now. I just recently realized it’s because the assignment was an autobiography. And the book is fiction. I then realized the non-fiction and fiction genres take two complete different skill sets to write. This also applies to different sub-genres within the same genre. So if you can never finish a project or it seems more difficult to write than it should be, maybe your not using your talents in the right context. Try switching it up.
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Here is a loaded question. What do you consider erotica? I wrote a romance where the two main characters are men (well, one is male and the other is hermaphroditic and has a male outer appearance, but I digress). I looked up some thoughts and some people believe anal intercourse is erotic. The book has 4 sex scenes and 3 of them are penetrative. I do not consider it to be erotic because the sex is part of the story, not the point of the story. But agents may not see it that way. Which direction would you go?
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So no one ever tells you that other than editing, the most difficult part of looking for an agent to get published is creating an interesting, but yet professional query letter and shortening your entire story down to about one page for a synopsis. You feel like everything is important, but you can only include the important parts.
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