As a pebble on the bed of a lake, I watch the sky as morning breaks before my eyes, bringing swooping swallows in its wake. The small, perfectly round ripples from their acrobatic, on-the-wing sip, spread out all about me. I feel the mirrored reflection of those same ripples warming my cool surface in undulating waves of soft diffused sunlight.
A school of silver minnows passes by me, darting in and out of the waving weeds, in a nimble game of hide and seek. I watch their playful antics with a gentle smile. Still, I find myself content to stay right here, Unmoving and serene, in pure undisturbed perfection. I am happy just to exist beneath the dappled sunlight from the overhanging bows, which drip their green leafy offerings towards the still, crystal clear water.
My mind drifts there, gently caressed, by the faint sound of lapping waves on some distant sandy shore.
It is often a common problem, for writers the world over, to keep their creativity levels consistent from one day to the next. There are many things a writer can do to try and boost their level though. I find that researching images of characters, places and things that would fit into my story helps a great deal.
Another thing that you could try if you are really stuck is writing from word prompts. My flash fiction piece ‘Grace Departs’ was written from a three word writing prompt. I was provided with the words ‘grace’ ‘train’ and ‘whistle.’ You can get randomly generated word prompts from various sites online, or even by just by picking up a random book, choosing a number, and then use whatever word is on the correlating page and word number within the text there.
You could also join a writers group online. I am a member of a couple of writers groups through Facebook, and as well as being super useful for things like word prompts and generating new ideas, it can be really good to get the opinion of other people who are in the same positions as you.
Here is my 3 word prompt of the day just to get you started…
Enjoy!! Feel free to share the results in the comment feed if you feel inspired! :}
As Grace listened to the distant whisper of the train approaching from further down the track, her heart sank. Gripping her mother’s hand tighter, she glanced up at her normally smiling face, noting instead the deeper lines of worry that now seemed permanently etched around her grey eyes and the pale strained look of her unsmiling mouth. Had it only been a few short weeks ago that they had laughed together in front of the vanity mirror, trying on different shades of lipstick and eyeshadow to make themselves look like glamorous and exotic Hollywood actresses? What changes only a few weeks could bring.
The train was so much closer now, it’s noise almost deafening, drowning out the hum of of voices from the other people waiting along the platform. As the carriages rolled to a stop in front of them, and the platform attendant slid open the heavy door, Grace felt tears well in her eyes. Her mother’s eyes were damp too, as she bent and kissed her gently on the cheek.
‘Be a good girl for your Aunt Susan’ she told her her voice husky with emotion, as she helped Grace up the steps and into the carriage. Handing her her small brown suitcase, she slid the door shut again stepping back to silently watch as the train slowly began to pull away from the station.
For her mother’s sake Grace refused to let the tears fall from her trembling lashes, even though she knew deep inside that, from this moment forward, her life would never again be the same.