351Day 351 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write from the perspective of someone who knows your character really well.

Shannon: He’s not as much of a joke as everyone thinks. Yeah, it may seem like all he cares about is getting laugh, but I’ve been his best friend and neighbor since we were kids and I know he’s a lot more complicated. He’s a good brother to younger siblings, and as I watch him I know he cares about people. He doesn’t just brush them off because he could be doing something better. He has a selfless approach to life that isn’t always appreciated by those who don’t see, but I do and I admire him for it.

Erin: Knowing someone as well as I knew her created an element of hatred for those around her. Not because they were terrible, but because they didn’t know what I did. They didn’t know that the seemingly harmless insult would be knives in her gut. They didn’t know posting that picture would lead to her crying herself to sleep. They didn’t know how important attending that event was. It was hard for me to separate my knowledge from there reality. So, to me they were cruel, but only because they didn’t know what I did.

 A character in the eye of the beholder.



350 (1).jpgDay 350 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Put your character in extreme weather conditions.

Shannon: Everyone kept asking what we were supposed to do to get away from the extreme cold. It was scary and we couldn’t keep it from creeping into our houses. Everyone was panicking and I didn’t know what to tell them. We had to get to bigger building. One that could lock in the heat without killing us in the process of getting there.

Erin: The ice was so bad that my wheels just continued to spin out. I was cold, with no signal, unable to see three yards ahead or behind with the blizzard. I was certain there was no way I’d ever feel more helpless until I did.

What’s the forecast?


349.jpgDay 349 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Send your characters to a festival.

Shannon: In my town there is this ice festival right around the holidays. I’ve watched it for years admiring the ice sculptors’ works of art, but I never knew how to do it myself. That’s going to change this winter. I’m learning how to sculpt ice. Next year I’m participating.

Erin: The festival of prunes was by far my least favorite that my town threw. Prunes were not meant to be in anything and the day was an excuse to put them in everything. No one won at prune fest.

Time to celebrate.


347.jpgDay 347 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about a mysterious character.

Shannon: I ran until I reached the fence. The group was closing in on me and no matter how frantically I searched for an escape I knew I was done running. At least that was until a dark knight showed up on a motorcycle. He stopped in front of me and stared at me with his helmet completely covering his face. He didn’t say a word, and I didn’t have a reason to trust him. Still, it was my best option. I hopped on and escaped to a location I wasn’t familiar with.

“Why did you help me? Who are you?” I questioned, ready to run again as soon as my feet were back on the ground.

He didn’t take off his helmet, “I saw you needed help, so I helped,” he explained.

“That’s it?”

He shrugged, “What more do you want? Are you coming?” He pointed at the door.

“Where are you going?” I scoffed, unsure why he had to be so vague about everything.

“Find out,” he stepped into the doorway.

Erin: Everyone thinks I am so guarded and secretive. There is one person who I let in to see it all however. No one knows who that person is though, so that’s how I keep up the facade.

Who is that person?


346.jpgDay 346 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about two dancing partners.

Shannon: Dancing with him was so effortless, but it was weird at the same time. He was so perfect as a dance partner I sometimes found myself getting lost with him in the music. That’s why it got hard because every night we had to part.

Erin: The hardest and best part about dance was my partner. His skill and challenging nature pushed me and us to be the bests in our region. The only problem was that we only communicated properly in dance. The second the music stopped we were hopeless. A translator couldn’t even help us understand each other’s point of view. How we could be so perfect on the floor and such a disaster the second we stepped off was baffling.

Dance with us.

Writing Prompt: Day 345

345.jpgDay 345 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: What is your character’s favorite part of the holiday season?

Shannon: I guess what I like most about this time of year is that everybody eases up a bit. They stop acting like workaholics and get to take a break to enjoy time with their loved ones, and for once everyone understands. No one minds making fashion faux pas, or donating a little extra money and time to help out a neighbor. They hang up lights for everyone else’s benefit. It’s like everyone is under a spell, but a good one.

Erin: Baking

The most wonderful part of the celebrating.

Writing Prompt: Day 344

344Day 344 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Pick a flower and base a character off the flower’s meaning.

Shannon: Purple Hydrangea

Since I was young this strong curiosity that doesn’t cease for anyone. Knowing them for face value has never been enough. I need to understand them, like really understand them. I see how complex they are and I know there are reasons for everything they do. They’re all icebergs. I just want to see what’s below the surface.

Erin: Daisy

She was vulnerable, because she didn’t understand she was unique. Other people didn’t love everyone they met. Everyone didn’t believe the people around them were so pure of intentions. She held others in such high regard, never letting it cross her mind that she was on a beautiful level no one else would reach.

Your character is like a flower.