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[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | That is fantastic advice | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,000 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | This is similar to writing in a film script format. You are forced to write only what will be on screen, so no "mind reading." | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,001 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | This is what got me into writing prompts in the first place! I saw an AskReddit question that asked one thing someone could do to improve their writing, and this is what they posted.
I'm not the best writer, I got LOTS I can do to improve, but this has helped me the most when writing fiction. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,002 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | This is good. It also made my job a little harder, but that's ok. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,003 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I like Chuck P, but all "writer's advice" makes me gag. If anybody around here ever catches me giving "writer's advice" to anyone for any reason, I want you to hit me. As hard as you can.
EDIT: Not implying that I'm qualified to give such advice.
EDIT 2: I just remembered why I hate writer's advice. When I was tw... | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,004 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | That's deadly!! Thanks! | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,005 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | I feel like a better writer already!
Edit: I mean:
"I've been creating less due to depression because my ex-girlfriend won't return my calls. She's over me, and I'm dead inside. I can't write for shit, so I am shit. I go on reddit and do writing prompts because I feel like fake points will help me feel better, bu... | 21 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,006 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | It's pretty good advice, but his examples are such horrendous run-on sentences that it interferes with his message a bit. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,007 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Interesting. I do not entirely agree, but something to keep in mind. | 3 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,008 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | The advice is solid in itself, but honestly - "tell" is not bad *per se*. People often confuse "show" with purpleicious prose. Which is worse. Characters in, for example, *The Master and Margarita* and *The Man Without Qualities* do a lot of direct thinking, and these books are amazing.
A show overdose (a "showverdose... | 5 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,009 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Commenting to save this, thank you! | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,010 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | ... Stop trying to turn everyone into George R.R. Martin. :p
"In many cases when a reader puts a story aside because it ‘got boring,’ the boredom arose because the writer grew enchanted with his powers of description and lost sight of his priority, which is to keep the ball rolling.” - Stephen King | 10 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,011 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Good advice, just remeber it's fine to use the other style. You just need to develop your other techniques. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,012 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | This is so hard to do. | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,013 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Wow, this is beautiful. I've always thought that it was important to show it, not explain it, but I've never known how to put it to words until I read this. It explains it so perfectly.
Now if I could only figure out how to consistently USE it. | 1 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,014 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Adding a comment so it's easier to find " no thought verbs better writing experience " | 1 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,015 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | this is excellent | 2 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,016 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | Comment as save | 1 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,017 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,018 |
[OT] The best writing advice I've ever encountered (from Chuck Palahniuck, author of Fight Club) | In his opinion.
To me it makes it sound like the literary version of cheesey film noir. | 1 | 0 | 1,165 | 11,019 |
[WP] People don't take a villain seriously because of his/her name. | "Honey," my mother said as I closed the front door, "don't forget to call your grandpa."
"Why?" I asked.
She took her eyes off the television and smiled, her brown face crinkling at the edges. "It's his birthday, sweetie, a big one. He's turning eighty. Get him talking about something, too, if you can?"
"Maaaaaaawm.... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,020 |
[WP] People don't take a villain seriously because of his/her name. | A tad late...had to go out mid-writing. BUt here it is!
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Lightning crackled, as was his want, and in the brief light he could be seen standing on the high bridge between the skyscrapers. His dastardly attacks had rendered local electrical stations useless and the city was left to rely solely on the brightening power... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 11,021 |
[WP] People don't take a villain seriously because of his/her name. | The glass case cracked with a satisfying *chink* as the hammer struck it, rousing the building’s alarm from its sleep. Through a sickly green fog, a short man cackled with delight as he plunged his hands through the shattered pane, scooping jewels and gold into a backpack from within.
“So long suckers” he sneered th... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 11,022 |
[WP] In a dystopian setting, children are rarely seen. Write an exchange between a young man and young woman who knew each other before the apocalypse began as they observe children. | Jasper stood outside of a few pods, clip board in hand writing down some notes about what he was veiwing. His father had recently pulled some strings in order for him to have this job. It was unsavory work for a decent wage. He was the supervisor of child genetic works. All he did was take notes on what he saw and rep... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 11,023 |
[WP] In a dystopian setting, children are rarely seen. Write an exchange between a young man and young woman who knew each other before the apocalypse began as they observe children. | Dear Elsa,
How have you been? It saddens me to think I haven't seen you since before-we'll leave it at before. I'm sorry I haven't written much over the past few months, the monotony of the world we find ourselves in leaves me with little to write about. They send me to the factory (yes I'm still a level 3), then the... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 11,024 |
[WP] Everytime the character gets hurt a little bit of their soul leaves their body. | Cyrus had always been reckless. He didn't have much regard for his own safety, but took care to ensure his antics didn't affect other people. Being chewed out once by a helicopter mom was enough to deter him from playing with other children.
*How dare you shorten my baby's life! Didn't your mother teach you to be bett... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 11,025 |
[WP] Everytime the character gets hurt a little bit of their soul leaves their body. | She found it ironic that it would be a paper-cut that finally did her in. All 1st versions suffered from full hemophilia and if she didn't go in soon she'd bleed to death.
A thin line of unfettered blood trailed down her finger, across her palm and them streamed to her elbow where it pooled on the table. It was almo... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 11,026 |
[WP] Everytime the character gets hurt a little bit of their soul leaves their body. | at first it saddened me, to watch it go, like a feather plucked from a bird, a fundamental part, thin, light, soft: a small piece of my soul removed from the whole – cast away. Birds need feathers to keep warm. To fly. I feared what would come if I lost more. And just as uneasy as I was, it was assured: every time I be... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 11,027 |
[WP] Everytime the character gets hurt a little bit of their soul leaves their body. | Let the shadow game...BEGIN! | 1 | 0 | 12 | 11,028 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 41 | 11,029 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | The bottle is calling to me tonight, like most nights. I’ve been trying to cut down on my drinking, but it just helps sometimes, especially these days. It’s been three days since my last drink. Sometimes I feel like it’s getting easier, but I don’t know. I glance at the unopened bottle of whiskey sat on the counter. In... | 24 | 0 | 41 | 11,030 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 41 | 11,031 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | I hate Wednesdays. Not that I don't hate every other day of the week, but Wednesdays really do it for me. It's not some trite bullshit like "hump-day blues" that everyone at the office laughs about on their way to the weekend. They all have "plans", they go camping, bowling, or some other asinine pass-time that equates... | 12 | 0 | 41 | 11,032 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | "Freddy did you hear about Justin Beiber egging his neighbor's house?" asked Jose.
"Fuck that little prick, I hate everything about him" I chirped buzzing off my whiskey
"Dude it's 10:45!!!!, you have 15 minutes till the store closes!" barked Jose.
With my buzz beginning to wear off and my bottle nearing it's demis... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 11,033 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | The pain doesn't stop, Joy left me. I still see her smile, literally. I keep flipping through the pictures and videos on my phone, reliving the joy and refreshing the pain every time the sound of her laughter comes through the speaker. Her curly brown hair was hanging over one of her amazing green eyes as I was ticklin... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 11,034 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | I slammed the door shut behind me, my petty way of acknowledging that it would never penetrate the deep sleep that he had already fallen into, the sleep he embraced to avoid embracing me. The ball of ice that resided in my heart began to swell and send hot spikes of pain to the rest of my body, so I clenched my fists t... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 11,035 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | That morning, he gazed out the back window with the same ashed-over look that he had every morning. His face like staring into a burnt-out grill morning after a barbeque. His throat ached - dry and scratchy. He gazed into nothingness, yet his mind playing the same video on loseless repeat. He says the thing he says, an... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 11,036 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | As my car pulls into the driveway, I notice something about the bottle. It doesn't say *whiskey* as I had first thought, but *Wishkey*. Weird.
I go inside and immediately pouring myself a glass. I look around the room, glancing at the noose. Time to write my note.
*mai lief is just 2 much*, I write. *i cant taek it a... | 1 | 0 | 41 | 11,037 |
[WP] You aim to drown your sorrow in alcohol, so you go to the store to buy some whiskey. When you get home, you discover that you've purchased "Wishkey." What does this special whiskey do? | I was quite drunk.
Not in the way that elicits slurred speech and wobbling steps. Just a pleasant hum that was surging through my veins, eroding the mental barrier that prevented me from making a fool of myself. It was nearly time for the liquor store to close, and I wasn't up for being in a bar. I'd made that mistake... | 2 | 0 | 41 | 11,038 |
[MP] Write the story surrounding this Youtube Clip [0:21] | Jerry awoke.
He was still in the same house he always been in.
Still sleeping with the same wife he always knew.
Still had the same indigo argyle sweaters hanging in his closet.
Still lived in the neighborhood that never changes.
Still the nightmare persisted.
Every day of every week of every year has been l... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 11,039 |
[WP] Tomorrow morning you wake up as usual, except for one tiny detail: you're now a dragon. | My clock radio popped on at the usual time. For once I was feeling relaxed and refreshed, an unusual occurrence considering my reading addiction and my typical sleep schedule. I was feeling great, actually. That perfect "my bed is just the right temperature and it would really be too much bother to get up" feeling, ... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 11,040 |
[OT] Could we have a tag for joke responses? | That rule in the sidebar arose because people were posting responses that were literally regurgitations of the prompt:
>Prompt title: Someone is eliminating your family members one by one.
>Prompt response: John realized that everyone in his family was being killed. Then they killed John. The end.
Above is a l... | 6 | 0 | 8 | 11,041 |
[WP] what is a soul as explained to a 5 year old | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 11,042 |
[WP] what is a soul as explained to a 5 year old | Close your eyes. Now picture a tiny cloud that lives inside your tummy. It floats inside you and travels with you everywhere you go. Imagine it's wearing a little princess crown. Your cloud is wearing a crown because you are princess. But you have to keep your crown polished and clean. If you don't no one will be able ... | 7 | 0 | 7 | 11,043 |
[WP] what is a soul as explained to a 5 year old | There is no soul.
When you die you say good bye.
You get to rest and relax for ever and ever
You will never have to brush your teeth again
Or clean your room or go to school
You are at peace.
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[WP] what is a soul as explained to a 5 year old | "Daddy, what's a soul?" Billy asked.
I picked up a paint brush, dipped in green paint and whipped it at the wall. "That is your nose smelling things." I dipped the brush in blue and whipped it at the wall. "That is fingers and skin touching stuff." I dipped it in red and whipped it at the wall. "Red is the things you ... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,045 |
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[WP] The weather reporters on the street during snowstorms are actually human sacrifices to hasten the coming of spring. | "5 minutes 'til we're on!
I am nervous, to say the least. With a communications degree, internship at my local news station, and a dash of brown-nosing, I am the on-field reporter. Still, I'm nervous. Very nervous.
"You nervous?"
"Not at all."
Steve is my best friend at the station. I find it hard to lie to my budd... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,047 |
[WP] The weather reporters on the street during snowstorms are actually human sacrifices to hasten the coming of spring. | "Now, back to the studio!"
Tim puts up a thumb up sign, and Sophie relaxes from her rigid posture. Both of them walk back to the van and start fixing their equipment.
"Hey, Sop, you ready?" Tim places back the camera in its case, and grabs his knapsack. Sophie stares into her coffee, the heat long gone. Tim grabs he... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 11,048 |
[WP] The weather reporters on the street during snowstorms are actually human sacrifices to hasten the coming of spring. | NMC NEWS - The Special SnowStorm Bulletin - With Paul Langley and Allison Dunwell
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**Transcript from broadcast date 2014-01-22**
*Opening credits roll and fades to shot of anchors at desk*
PL: "Good Evening, and welcome to a special Snowstorm edition of...the NMC News."
AD: "I'm Allison Dunwell"
PL: "And I'm.... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,049 |
[WP] A stitch in time saves nine. | Mending is an incredibly useful skill to have in one's repertoire. Along with knot tying and cooking, it's something everyone should be able to know how to do at least passably well. I've been trying to teach the boys, 'cuse me, men. Truth be told, I doubt a dozen ever have had to shave. They gave me this lot. Most of ... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,050 |
[WP] A stitch in time saves nine. | Uriah just wanted to stare at the sight. After all, you don't see nine businessmen fall from the sky everyday. But, that would've been stupid. He needed to save them. That was his job, after all.
He jumps off the helicopter, straightening his body to speed up his descent. He grabs one, then another, then another, then... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,051 |
[IP] Beached! The Rest Of The Story | Most fish stories are an exaggeration of what really happened. That's why people now require a picture to know if it really happened or not. However, the story below is as true as the painting portrays it.
It was the year of our Lord, 1922 and the APFA (American Pro Football Association) was just renamed to National F... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 11,052 |
[IP] Beached! The Rest Of The Story | Bertram Collins glowed with pride as he gazed upon his prize. The portly banker adjusted his spectacles, perched precariously on his rather bulbous nose, and grinned. He had funded many expeditions to collect the denizens of the deep in his time – an entire wing of the British Museum was dedicated to his generosity –... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 11,053 |
[WP] A lonesome, young boy has a feeling he is being watched by a monster at night. The monster introduces himself. He is a nice monster. | The yellow bus hissed as it slowed down in front of a old dull gray house. A boy dressed in black walked out, he kept walking without looking back and waving to the driver. With a screech, the bus rolled forward, making the boy even more lonely than he looked. He sighed as he opened the door and the smell of alcohol ru... | 8 | 0 | 10 | 11,054 |
[MP]- Dark, Greg Maroney | Climbing the ladder was hard, harder than it should have been, but I eventually made it. The attic door came open with a creak, and I stepped up into a world of dust and mild. As I crossed the floor, clouds of dust exploded from underfoot, joining the dirty streams of light from the tiny window.
I started to aimlessly... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,055 |
[MP]- Dark, Greg Maroney | The lights had died. I sat in a booth on the 54th Floor Bar of the Ritz and poured myself two fingers of scotch. Johnnie Blue. Good stuff, more than I could ever afford but that wouldn't likely never matter again.
Past the long marble bar, past the Modernist tables and chairs, out beyond the muffling full length pictu... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,056 |
[MP]- Dark, Greg Maroney | Miriam pricked her finger on the tiny steel needle, swallowing a curse. It wouldn't do to use such language in front of Elissa, who sat with her in the sunny garden, surprisingly well-behaved for once. Her younger sister was content to braid herself crown after crown of flowers, stacking them one after the other on t... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,057 |
[WP] Irrefutable proof of God has been found, but he exists in a way that nobody would expect. | The cloud was small at first, indistinct - floating above the Pacific Ocean like a lazy weather balloon. It baffled scientists for many years as it could not be captured, measured. Studied. All they could do was observe it from afar as it grew larger every day. Some brave souls reached out to touch it, remarking that i... | 16 | 0 | 17 | 11,058 |
[WP] Irrefutable proof of God has been found, but he exists in a way that nobody would expect. | Sure, one slice of toast with Jesus on it could be coincidence. But all of them?
Different faces too. Some sleepy; some laughing; some stuck in what looked like *The Scream*. But all unmistakably Jesus. It put most people off their appetite.
That's when the whispering started. "Eat of my flesh", whispered the toast i... | 11 | 0 | 17 | 11,059 |
[WP] Irrefutable proof of God has been found, but he exists in a way that nobody would expect. | Gabe: Wait... hold on Tom. I'm really not following along. Are you trying to say that this is all about Time and the relationship between that and-
Tom: Is this deliberate? I've gone through it a number of times now and you still don't seem to get it, I can't believe that I, the post-atheist of the two of us, is the... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 11,060 |
[CW] Ode about your favourite food. | Even your name speaks only comfort, quiet yet exotic
Alfredo, oh, a kiss from a distant home
You soothe me, you move me, such saucy hot desire
My heart whispers simple truths within your steamy embrace
Chicken, moist, delicate, and crunchy little trees
Wrap me up in heaven's lost secret where time is but a thought... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 11,061 |
[CW] Ode about your favourite food. | I really like apples
Especially the red ones
They are crunchy and juicy at the same time
Eat them cold, sliced, baked into pies, mixed into salads
Apples helped invent gravity
Manzana, Apfel, pomme, mela
There is nothing to hate about apples
They are really tasty
And you can find them at any store or mart
Why ... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 11,062 |
[CW] Ode about your favourite food. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 5 | 11,063 |
[CW] Ode about your favourite food. | Come to me burrito, o'er mountains of Doritos
Chipotle made you just for me, to see, and free and eat.
Stuff y'rself with skillet steak, black bean, and pristine rice.
Roll y'rself in floured blankets, oh god that sounds so nice.
Let them paint ya green with guacamole, and dust you up with lettuce.
then burn ... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 11,064 |
[CW] Ode about your favourite food. | Sitting on my tongue and taste-buds,
Fruit-filled chocolate choux pastry,
Cream-filled pie or Cornish pastie
Smothered, slavered sourdough rising,
Potato bread in a fry, tomato quiche so tasty,
As a side to my spuds,
Covered in custard in my puds,
Pizza, puff, patisserie,
Pancake, pan de muertos, panet... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 11,065 |
[WP] Black market organ sales, | The beautiful sun beat down upon the street, the children rejoicing its rays. The man on the bench, however, hated it. The sun just makes his product spoil faster, and his client isn't even in sight. The man sighs in frustration as he wipes the sweat of his brow. He grabs an ice cube from the little Coleman beside him,... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 11,066 |
A dystopia where Ron Paul fails to be elected yet again |
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A dystopia where Ron Paul fails to be elected yet again | I'm really tempted to merely link to news sites, but the sidebar...and the whole 'not being an actual story' thing applies as well.
Also, not being original.
Bleh.
Good luck on that properly tagging thing.
Cheers. | 1 | 0 | 0 | 11,068 |
[FF] In under 100 words, set up and deliver a cliff hanger. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 3 | 11,069 |
[FF] In under 100 words, set up and deliver a cliff hanger. | She waited in anticipation for her husband to get home. She had just come back from her ultrasound with big news on the baby. When he arrived, she brought him to their future child's room, where a paint can sat. He knew exactly what it meant. Blue paint meant a boy, pink, a girl. With a screwdriver in hand, he made his... | 6 | 0 | 3 | 11,070 |
[FF] In under 100 words, set up and deliver a cliff hanger. |
He was gone, but she had to search for him
Her little boy, no older than 7, had wandered away. She still had her daughter, clinging close to her skirt, as she hurried across streets, peering through fog. Her head was swiveling at a frightening rate, eyes darting with worry. She had never been this scared, and believe... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 11,071 |
[FF] In under 100 words, set up and deliver a cliff hanger. | I looked out at the vast expanse of water that stretched out into the sky. I always enjoyed the seaside. The Cliffs of Dover especially. It seemed like the best place. My toes curled in my shoes as they dangled out over the edge. There were tears in my eyes, but I felt happy and relieved. My heart was a bird fluttering... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 11,072 |
[FF] In under 100 words, set up and deliver a cliff hanger. | My muscles felt aflame, my bones aching as if being torn from their sockets. The hike had sapped much of my energy long before I had tumbled over the edge. I was beyond amazed that I had even managed to grab a protruding tree root before disappearing into the abyss. But holding on was an impossibility. I looked up thro... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 11,073 |
[WP] Our protagonist has just been gifted with a divine vision: precisely one year from now, if there are fewer than 100,000 people still keeping their butter in the refrigerator, all humanity will be saved. Otherwise, all humanity shall suddenly and violently perish. | Sometimes, to save the world, you have to break a few eggs. Or in this case, drive to extinction a species we'd domesticated for thousands of years.
It wasn't easy, but we'd finally engineered the ultimate antibiotic resistant pathogen and gotten it into the food supply of every dairy farmer on the planet. And we were... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 11,074 |
[WP] Our protagonist has just been gifted with a divine vision: precisely one year from now, if there are fewer than 100,000 people still keeping their butter in the refrigerator, all humanity will be saved. Otherwise, all humanity shall suddenly and violently perish. | "This is bullshit" Geoffrey uttered as he messed his hair up and bit his tongue as he often did under a lot of stress."Butter, fucking butter? how do I get rid of all of the fucking butter in the fucking world? " Geoffrey is not normally okay with swearing, but this felt different, felt right. "Fuck you god and your sh... | 11 | 0 | 10 | 11,075 |
[WP] Our protagonist has just been gifted with a divine vision: precisely one year from now, if there are fewer than 100,000 people still keeping their butter in the refrigerator, all humanity will be saved. Otherwise, all humanity shall suddenly and violently perish. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 11,076 |
[WP] Our protagonist has just been gifted with a divine vision: precisely one year from now, if there are fewer than 100,000 people still keeping their butter in the refrigerator, all humanity will be saved. Otherwise, all humanity shall suddenly and violently perish. | **re·frig·er·a·tor** [ri- frij- uh -rey-ter]
noun
~~1. a box, room, or cabinet in which food, drink, etc., are kept cool by
means of ice or mechanical refrigeration~~
**2.** the part of a distilling apparatus that cools the volatile material,
causing it to condense; condenser; rectifier.
I closed the dictiona... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 11,077 |
[WP] A clockwork city, ticking. | You couldn’t hear it until it stopped.
It’s funny how things do that. Newcomers would hate the town, but eventually you get used to it; even comforted by it. You can tell how long someone has been in our town by their headgear, or lack of, for the Old-Timers. I was one of them; an Old-Timer. I didn’t do anything to r... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 11,078 |
[WP] Hail, King of nothing. Only the storm held back keeps your power. | Three witches were standing around a boiling cauldron in the parking lot of my apartment building. More specifically, they were standing in B18: my parking spot. I hit the brakes on the thirdhand Ford and stuck my head out the window.
"Fucking Wiccans!" I shouted. They looked kind of funny, like they hadn't seen a h... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 11,079 |
[WP] Hail, King of nothing. Only the storm held back keeps your power. | When King Handa ruled the lands were already dark with the ashes of war and of famine. In Arnemi the streets were crowded with the bloated corpses of the malnourished and the hungry living. Those too proud to eat the flesh of their fellow man would be forced to catch the rats, whose population had exploded. Pestilence ... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 11,080 |
[WP] Hail, King of nothing. Only the storm held back keeps your power. | There are many plains of existence, each with it's complexities, problems, solutions, perception of time, and death. Between these worlds, within the seem of reality and fantasy, where everything is nothing, where chaos is order, where death eludes you and time is non-existent, there I am. Or rather, there I am not, th... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 11,081 |
[FF][WP]Give each tool in the average Swiss Army knife human characteristics that are strong parallel's to their intended functions. As a bonus make them all neighbors in a suburb or apartment building, or if you like make them all family by some relation or another. Do they get along? | I wake up and head into work, ready to start another day of back breaking labor. Name's Jack, by the way. Jack Knife. I work in construction for the city with me and my crew. I've never been one for five dollar words, so I guess to describe myself, I'm just your regular guy. Loyal, hardworking, and dependable, but to b... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 11,082 |
[WP] [CW] write a letter from your exes to you | Dear John,
I am sorry that I don't have the courage to say this to your face, but I don't want to fight any more and this is for the best. Mark and I are together now, he has asked me to tell you he is sorry too and he will always love his big brother but we have to put our happiness before yours and we do make each o... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 11,083 |
[WP] Death goes on strike | People stopped dying six days ago
Their bodies creased inwards like flowers
Flesh dusting around old bones
But the souls remain
Watching through dead eyes
Trapped in rotting prisons
Waiting for he who will not collect
Because he is waiting for higher pay
And shorter hours
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[WP] Death goes on strike | Jane's hot breath cut through the cool crisp air. The temperature was a perfect forty degrees. Just cool enough that she could see the air vapor as it left her mouth, but warm enough that she could still go on her morning run. Dressed in black leggings, a t-shirt, and a North Face jacket she looked like your typical fe... | 6 | 0 | 3 | 11,085 |
[WP] Death goes on strike | "I don't know. I can't get through to him." Lucifer sighed, holding out his hands in defeat. "He's never done anything like this before."
God raised his eyebrows. "I made him your business. He is yours to manage. I send Gabriel when I need a soul brought home. You send Death. The problem Lucy is that to maintain the s... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 11,086 |
[WP] Death goes on strike | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 3 | 11,087 |
[WP] Death goes on strike | Sat amongst a pile of placards in a modest yet recently refurbished Holts pub in yorkshire were the four horsemen of the apocalypse. four pints of crystal larger sat before them, Pestilence reached a oozing blister hand and wrapped swollen spongy fingers around the glass before him. lifting the pint to eye level he ins... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 11,088 |
[WP] Someone who has been preparing for a zombie apocalypse is sitting at home when a zombie scratches at their door. | **SILLY** \ˈsi-lē\ adj.
*having or showing a lack of thought, understanding, or good judgment : foolish or stupid*
“Oh, I’ll bet the others are feeling silly now in their silly wood houses acting silly,” Leonard whispered to himself as he sit there, reading his dictionary. He knew that his neighbors would be kicking ... | 9 | 0 | 6 | 11,089 |
[WP] Someone who has been preparing for a zombie apocalypse is sitting at home when a zombie scratches at their door. | “It’s happening!” escaped Frank’s lips in a hoarse shriek, sounding less “Ripley against the Xenomorphs” and more “girl at a One Direction concert.”
The call to action had begun only moments before with a *“Boom! Boom! Boom!”* The noise echoing loudly off the twice reinforced steel front door, reverberating through t... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 11,090 |
on mobile and dont know how to tag this but its in response to the god of death dream [OC]? | The sidebar (as well as other posts for reference) should still be present on mobile for guidance. The tag you are looking for is either [CC] for Constructive Criticism if you are after critiques or [PI] for Prompt Inspired. The tag should be at the front of your title. For example:
>[CC] Response to God of Death d... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 11,091 |
[CC] My take on the Allegory of the Cave. | Hi there!
I've removed your post because it appears that it was not in response to a specific prompt. [CC] and [PI] should only be used if you'd like constructive criticism on a prompt response. If you'd like critique on something you've written outside of WP, such as this piece, try posting it in /r/KeepWriting, /r/s... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 11,092 |
[WP] A story about anything, with an unexpectedly zen and/or philosophical lesson hidden within. | I stood in the garden, it was an uninvited cold day in the spring. Even wrapped up warm, the wind sliced through my face, like it knew my weak spots. I tensed my muscles in the useless way you do when trying to stop the chill from leaking into your clothes like water searching for gaps to fill. Looking down, I surveyed... | 6 | 0 | 20 | 11,093 |
[WP] A story about anything, with an unexpectedly zen and/or philosophical lesson hidden within. | [deleted] | 5 | 0 | 20 | 11,094 |
[WP] A story about anything, with an unexpectedly zen and/or philosophical lesson hidden within. | Lenny carefully adjusted the wires from his headset as he laid his head on the pillow. A dim red light emitted from the headset, illuminating his face in an almost macabre fashion. Within five minutes his breathing had become shallow and short. The lights blinked faster and faster and changed color from red to green... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 11,095 |
[WP] A story about anything, with an unexpectedly zen and/or philosophical lesson hidden within. | IED.
Improvised.
Explosive.
Device.
These fuckers are tricky, that’s one thing I can tell you. They've killed tens of thousands of people, military and civilian, in the twelve-odd years since the invasion. Simple design, easy to make, quick to hide and only an instant to kill. It helps you can use almost anything t... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 11,096 |
[WP] A story about anything, with an unexpectedly zen and/or philosophical lesson hidden within. | There was a man who liked eating. He liked it so much that he spent every waking moment thinking of his next meal. He read menus for fun, recorded all the top food shows, made lists of restaurants that he would some day visit. While eating his meals he found himself, chewing, with his smart phone out, consuming Yelp re... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 11,097 |
[WP] - Your captor is affable, empathetic, and cheerfully candid about what they enjoy doing to their victims. | An Encounter in /r/FearMe - originally appeared [here](http://www.reddit.com/r/WriteDaily/comments/1mpjaj/september_19th_rfearme/ccbuhwj)
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The bruises on my body are shockingly indigo. I can’t find a single square inch of unblemished Caucasian skin. The bruises te... | 1 | 0 | 22 | 11,098 |
[WP] - Your captor is affable, empathetic, and cheerfully candid about what they enjoy doing to their victims. | [deleted] | 13 | 0 | 22 | 11,099 |
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