Maria A. Perez
poet of the fallen moon 🍉This is a heavy one.
Prompt 27: A character's loved one dies. What does their grief look like? What decisions or steps do they take because of this?
Prompt 26: A character mishears or misinterprets an instruction or plan. Write about the events that follow.
Prompt 25: One character makes an assumption about another character, which may or may not be true. Explore their dynamics and biases. What disagreements or conflicts does this lead to?
Prompt 24: Begin a scene by describing an unusual/unexpected action, such as a character breaking all the mirrors in their house. Explore the reasons for it, the reactions to it, and what remains unsaid to build tension.
Prompt 23: Your character decides to give up on their goals. What prompts this? What do they do instead? Are they able to go back to their old way of life? What would it take for them to resume their journey towards said goals?
Prompt 22: When your protagonist hits rock bottom, when it seems like they're losing, where do they go? What does their refuge look like? What items or memories does it hold? How does this help them move forward?
Prompt 21: Explore the memories and sentimentalities that an object holds. What do these associations tell us about your characters?
Prompt 20: Describe a past event that residents of your world can't forget. Look at how differing perspectives and power inequalities may cause accounts of this event to change. What stories are passed down orally? How is the event recorded in texts?
em writing queer myth ⛲️(Excerpt from #ThoseWhoCreateAndDestroy. Jules, who recently almost died protecting a crowd from a rogue automaton, faces something he finds infinitely more terrifying: a verbal confrontation with his former abuser. What motivates him to engage? He sees Hunter poised to do more harm, and something in him is driven to stop the cycle. Re: #30WritingPrompts, courtesy of @wordswithnima ✨)
Jules found Hunter in an alcove a short way down from Scaeva Hall, where the Master-Savant stood flanked by his detail of Ordinators, talking quietly with his mother and his rumored new girlfriend, Mercy Treloar.
Jules hesitated several yards off, when they still hadn’t seen him yet. When it still wasn’t too late to turn back.
Then, his heart knocking against his ribs,
“Hunter!” he yelled.
All three of them turned to face him. Nigella donned a mask of cold, alabaster loathing. Mercy Treloar planted one hand on her hip, her nose wrinkling in a mean-girl sneer.
Hunter—most disturbingly of all—smiled. “Juliana. Isn’t this a surprise.”
Jules suppressed the urge to correct him. Right now, he had to pick his battles. “Can I speak to you in private?”
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