I had an idea for a story the other day, so I made a writing prompt for you based on it: not even nothing. I took more than ten minutes and some editing to come up with what I did this time, so take as long as you need. When you are finished, come back here and click on the “read more” link to see what I thought of.
Take ten minutes to write whatever comes to mind from the writers’ group writing prompt last week: Everything looked young, except the eyes. When you are finished, click on “read more” to read what I came up with.
I went to a writers’ meetup recently to see if I could network and pick up any tips of the trade. I had fun and got to hear about some of the projects others were up to. One of the things this group does is to select a prompt and take ten minutes to write something from it. The first time I went, the given prompt was: a mushroom cloud of fecal matter. This was a rather difficult one, but it made me think of this story for some reason.
Suddenly the ground shakes so hard that Nate and Derek fall right over. When the shaking subsides, Derek stands up and turns around. “What is that?” A large mushroom cloud rises from beyond the horizon to the west.
“Just a scratch,” Nate responds, rolling up his sleeve and tenderly touching his arm.
“Not you, stupid! What exploded? What aren’t you telling me about this planet?” Derek demands.
Nate pauses a moment. “Do you remember the time we traveled too close to that black hole and cracked our warp crystal?”
“Yeah,” Derek says.
“Well, this planet eats warp crystals,” Nate says as if this explains everything. Derek just glares at him. Nate stares back, blinking. “We really should get to the ship before it happens again.”
BOOOMM!!!! The sound finally reaches them through the air. One second later, another mushroom cloud rises in the north and the ground shakes again.
Finally, Nate speaks. “In other words, our contaminated warp crystal has given the planet diarrhea.”
I just barely got to the punchline in ten minutes. I was still putting on the last period and quotation marks just as the leader said “pens down.” This one was fun.
In other news, I saw this poor, flattened giraffe in the parking lot outside:
Have you ever just stared at furniture imagining how a very tiny person would climb down without falling?
Have you ever stopped washing dishes in order to play with the suds, trying to make lakes and islands of complex shapes, and dividing it into nations warring with one another for territory?
Have you ever watched cars, wondering what they would look like exploded, wondering how they might look different depending on where the charges are placed?
Have you ever wondered what surface conditions might be on a planet made entirely out of cake once gravity has compressed it, allowed the heavier elements to settle, and the surface finally cools enough to solidify? Would two planets – one of coffee and one of decaf coffee – be measurable different after 1000 years? After 1000000? After 1000000000? What kind of rock would car suspension springs become compressed into if there were a mass of them 5000 miles across?
Have you ever formed your hands into airplane-like shapes and run back and forth making jet or propeller noises? What about geese? Hummingbirds? Jellyfish? Tarantulas? Cob spiders? Jumping spiders?
This is the fourteenth chapter of The Spider, The Witch, And The Spaceship, my first fiction book available from Amazon in both print and Kindle forms. Click on the "read more" link to read it and tell me if you like it.
I recently had an idea for a plant that produces a fluid with high surface tension, preventing it from escaping as droplets. The fluid could be spun and the centrifugal force would hold it in disk shape. If the plants were underwater (or in space) gravity would not deform the disks much either. With a very high surface tension and a very high rate of speed, the disks could be very thin and so not need much matter to cover an area and collect light. If in space, friction would be minimized and so would the energy necessary to keep the disks spinning. Multiple opposed disks in parallel would cancel torque and the plant could remain pointed at the sun. After I had the idea, I drew some very rough sketches, but they aren't worth showing. What I'm stuck on now is how the plants repair damage from micrometeorites that strike the cymbal leaves, possibly causing them to fly apart. Where can you get nutrient matter in space when all there is is the hydrogen ions of the solar wind?
Mark Tatulli is the creator of the Lio comic strip, as well as several other works. I was first introduced to Lio in June this year, but have yet to buy the books unfortunately. Many have compared Lio to Calvin And Hobbes by Bill Waterson, but there are important differences. There is far less speech in Lio, relying on the picture and only occasional signage to tell the story. Also, while it is implied that much of Calvin’s life is all in his head, Lio’s antics, experiments, and unconventional pets do in reality affect those around him. In any case, both Bill and Mark are geniuses.
Now Tatulli is moving into other realms. He recently began the Desmond Pucket series, the story of a Junior High boy and his love of playing pranks on people – especially those involving monsters, ghosts, and gore. It is about fifty percent text and fifty percent drawings. I recently bought the first book, Desmond Pucket Makes Monster Magic, and it is hilarious and exposes some of the silly things parents and teachers say (though to be fair sometimes it only seems silly to children because they are unfamiliar with common metaphors and take things literally). Also, the book cover glows in the dark, so you know it must be good.
I gobble up this type of literature with or without pictures. Lio, Desmond, Calvin, Hobbes, Nathaniel (by me), and to a lesser extent, Flurry the Bear (by J. S. Skye) are all great characters. I’d love to have all of them in my collection.
Hello, my name is Dan. I am an author, artist, explorer, and contemplator of subjects large and small. I like bacon. I like pizza. I like bacon pizza. I enjoy long walks on the beach, but prefer the mountains. I am a huge fan of Jesus. When I grow up, I want to be just like him and create my own universes.