Alyssa is an avid reader, writer, and coffee enthusiast. She loves sharing thoughts, ideas, and creative writings with the world.
Creative writing is always something I've loved. Like many teenagers, I found myself exploring the world of poetry and short stories. I had notebooks and journals filled with poems, stories, and ideas. As I got older, responsibilities took precedence and I didn't have the time or energy to devote to creative writing. That all changed last year with Bill Holland's photo prompts. Each story stretched my creative muscles with an intense blaze that left me craving more. So much so, that I set a lofty New Year's goal of writing six new stories.
With that in mind, you can imagine my delight in finding John's prompt. The rules are simple: Choose a sentence and use each word as the beginning line of your poem or story. What a great idea!
When it comes to creative writing, poetry has always been easier for me. My philosophy: where poetry is concerned, anything goes. I have a tendency to throw convention out of the window. I'm not big on rhyming, focusing my attention on the rhythm and feel of each line. This prompt made my normal process a little more challenging and the sentence I selected didn't make it any easier either. Regardless, it was fun to give it a try.
Thank you for this idea, John! I know I'll be utilizing it in the future as I continue exploring my creative side.
The sentence I selected is from All The King's Men by Robert Penn Warren. This was actually included as an epigraph of a novel I'm currently reading.
Side note: I just realized that I did not follow the simple rules of this prompt. Instead of the first word, I used the first letter of each word. That's still a good idea, I think, but I've made a note of clarification for the future. Stay tuned because I will properly attempt this prompt again soon.
For the truth is a terrible thing.
— Robert Penn Warren
For The Truth Is A Terrible Thing.
Tell the tale; centuries of
Illusions of glory, fame, fortune; yours for the taking
A thin veil of promises shrouding
The simple, darker reality — misery and heartache, abandoned dreams
Tattered, wandering souls.
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