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27 December 2014 @ 09:56 pm
52 week challenge  
I've decided to challenge myself to write a new fic(let) every week. In order to keep it interesting and to amuse myself, I went on line and found random prompts. I'm putting them here in case y'all want to use them too.

I found them here and there so I'm not going to try to credit anyone for them. There are, I think, 57 prompts in case one doesn't speak to me. That means I can skip 5 if I need to. I'm going to try to do them in the order posted below. And I'd like to keep each story 500 words or less. But that doesn't seem possible for me most times.

Come and play with me!!!

This 52 week challenge will be in addition other writing I'd do anyway - especially fanfiction-wise. The ones that end up fandom related will be cross-posted on AO3. The ones that aren't fandom will be posted on my journal.

My plan is that the new writing week will start on Sunday so I will have until Saturday to post the story. Since New Year's Day is on Thursday, I'll try to write the first one to have it posted by Saturday the 3rd.

I'm planning to use each prompt as is but I am reserving the "right" to change them if they are in first person, or minor details won't work - like making some quotations rather than plain sentences.

At any rate, here are the prompts I found which you are free to adopt/steal/borrow/whatever:

We called her Kaylee, but we didn't know why.

Underneath the pile of clothes, dirt, and junk, there was a small, golden medallion that seemed to shine in importance.

This is a tale about infamy and a repairman.

There was a secret meeting tonight and I had to be there.

The victim had tried to write something as he was dying

The old woman turned and smiled.

That winter, a rogue AI was getting married.

Taking his shirt off, he looked over all his wounds, wondering if they were worth the price of getting the information.

Taking a moment to breath, she turned around, smiled politely, but in her head she was plotting revenge.

Please call me Lillian.

People tend to believe we survived the hyperspace distortion by hiding my library.

Over those hills, a few miles down the road, sat a tiny hamlet with various farm animals, one blacksmith, and small statue of local peasant hero in the center of it.

Over the course of the meal, someone had started playing footsie with her, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to know who it was.

Once there was a story about justice, being born, and an astronaut - and it's a story not worth telling.

On top of the altar, sitting plainly in sight, was the severed hand that had been missing from the corpse they found yesterday.

Most vivid amongst the memories of his home town

Killing the lights, he quickly moved up next to the door and waited for his target to walk through it.

Karmically speaking, if you didn’t count the house burning down, I think I pretty much broke even.

Jabbing her elbow into his side, he stopped and looked around, realizing he may have just said too much.

It was over almost before it began.

It was only quarter past three and he was unemployed, divorced, and mortally wounded, but he liked his chances because he still had the whole afternoon left.

It was never going to be an ordinary day.

I took one last drag off the cigarette, then dropped it off the roof, realizing that now was as good a time as any to jump.

I never wanted to be a dragon, but I inherited a castle.

his mind was filled with thoughts of French fries and revenge

Falling back onto the ground, spitting up his own blood, he was glad his life wasn’t flashing before his eyes because he didn’t want to relive all the huge, monumental mistakes he made to get here.

Every day, when his alarm went off, he reached over to the other side of the bed, and every time there wasn’t anyone there.

don't bleed on my floor

Call me Uncle Jock for I am the rightful heir.

As he took in the view from the twentieth floor, the lights went out all over the city

"You know...there is nothing as tempting as a locked door."

"Write a story based on this line of dialogue: 'I keep trying to make their sacrifice be worth something, but the thing is...I can't.'”

"What's in that bag and why are you hiding it here?"

"turns out separate planets wasn't far enough"

"this," he sighed sweeping his arm though the air. "this is what ignorance does"

"The picture in the catalog had lied."

"that plan didn't fly, superhero; and now we're short a bazooka"

"Something brushed up against my foot."

"on a scale of one to Australia, how dangerous are we talking?"

"Oh, nothing" he said, though it was obvious he was thinking of everything.

"oh my gosh, that would look so cute on you" "I'm trying to crack a safe. be quiet"

"nothing suits me like a suit. except Kevlar. I look damn fine in Kevlar"

"No. I said we were safer, not safe"

"No one had ever heard the wind blow like this before."

"It had just been here, and now we couldn't find it."

"I'm trying my best to be polite, but if you move that knife a centimeter closer to me I will tear you apart"

"I'm too old to start again."

"I have raised empires to the ground. I have slaughtered dragons and explored faraway galaxies and you want me to do the dishes"

"I don't go looking for trouble, but I do enjoy befriending it"

"I did a pregnancy test."

"I daren't stay long. I just had to see you."

"I am not human. I never was. so why are you expecting me to act like one?"

"He tried to remember who had talked him into this."

"He should have never been there in the first place."

"Does he know about the baby?"

"correct me if I'm wrong, but you didn't have wings yesterday, right?"

"Come on, when have my calculations ever been wrong?" "well..." "shut up, that was one time"

Current Location: cozy chair
Current Mood: hopeful
Current Music: dogs snoring
Lizet Elainesimplyn2deep on December 28th, 2014 02:59 am (UTC)
Hmm should be interesting.

I found a 1000 prompt book or something for kindle and while it's been great for ideas, many of the prompts don't work so well with fanfic writing.
Are 6 dogs too many?: 52 weekstkeylasunset on December 28th, 2014 03:15 am (UTC)
1000 prompts? That sounds awesome!

I'm hoping I can keep up the writing for 52 weeks!

Lizet Elainesimplyn2deep on December 28th, 2014 03:34 am (UTC)
Good luck to you!

The exact title of the book is "1000 Awesome Writing Prompts" by Ryan Andrew Kinder.
From a little spark may burst a mighty flamedante_s_hell on December 28th, 2014 03:04 am (UTC)
This sounds like an awesome challenge. Good luck with it.
Are 6 dogs too many?: 52 weekstkeylasunset on December 28th, 2014 03:16 am (UTC)
Thank you BB!! I hope I can keep it up for an entire year!

Hope you had a lovely holiday! And happy New Year!
kaige68: Rhinokaige68 on December 28th, 2014 03:10 am (UTC)
Are 6 dogs too many?: Kaige is my Queentkeylasunset on December 28th, 2014 03:16 am (UTC)
kaige68: quackkaige68 on December 28th, 2014 03:33 am (UTC)
I'm rubber, you're glue. Whatever you say bounces off me and ... Wait ....

Also, thought of you while reading the other day. Stiles was writing desperately underneath Derek's body. ;)
Are 6 dogs too many?: quacktkeylasunset on December 28th, 2014 03:59 am (UTC)
This brings up a lot questions, doesn't it?

What was he writing?
Why was he writing while they were (presumably) making love?
Did he poke Derek with his pencil?
Was it too dark to see?
What was he so desperate to write down? All the things Derek was doing wrong? Doing right?

The mind boggles at the sheer volume of questions!!

Kathy: H50 Grace/smilingkitmerlot1213 on December 28th, 2014 03:43 am (UTC)
This is absolutely brilliant--I love it!
Are 6 dogs too many?: 52 weekstkeylasunset on December 28th, 2014 04:00 am (UTC)
Thank you. I'm hoping I can do it for the entire year! Writing just 500 words a week isn't overwhelming!
bluedelft on December 28th, 2014 02:26 pm (UTC)
You can do it!!!!!
a geek in such the wrong wayhaldoor on January 1st, 2015 11:39 pm (UTC)
WOOHOO! Excellent plan!

Good luck - you know we're here to cheer you on! ;-)