Friday, October 23, 2009

Writing Prompt Friday - In the middle of the bookstore...

TGIF! I don't know about you all but I am so ready for the weekend. Between making caramel apples tonight, the book signing tomorrow afternoon and the Dewey 24-HR Read-A-Thon from 8AM Saturday until 8AM Sunday, yours truly is going to need a long rest. Ahh...but it will be fun!

To kick off this weekend, we have to have a writing prompt. I think something to go along with the theme of the weekend of books and reading. Gee! Like that's anything different for me.

Prompt: In the middle of the bookstore. . .

Hm. That should work. Let's see what you come up with. Oh! If you haven't already written a response to the "Cafe Conversation" from last week, you need to try it. I'll post mine this weekend.

Have fun and do lots of reading!


April October 23, 2009 at 12:00 PM  

You and those dang caramel apples!! You make my mouth water every time, lol!!

April October 23, 2009 at 12:33 PM  

Okay, here's my writing prompt:

In the middle of the bookstore, Emily stops. Glancing around, her eyes take in the sea of books. Such an endless variety of sizes, shapes, genres; each with their own personalities.

As if in a sudden trance, Emily's surroundings change, a fog-like quality begins to envelope her. A cacophony of voices whisper, sending the small infant-like hairs upon her body rising. The voices reverberate through her mind. Voices of youth, of age, innocence and wisdom. Words and voices from the past and present, each reaching out to Emily with their story; their tale of angst, love, pain, happiness and horror. Each and every soul brought to life by an author and now bound within the pages of their glorious book. These souls reach out to Emily, beckoning to her to release them and share their lives with her. Their stories and adventures are limitless, needing her to truly be fulfilled and come alive.

As the fog fades, Emily is once again brought back to her surroundings. Noisy voices of shoppers, the rushing and leisure of the young and old. Turning, Emily makes her way down an aisle filled to the ceiling with books, wondrous books. As her eyes flick up and down the rows of titles, she wonders to herself what adventure or life she would like to throw herself into today. What new friends (or enemies) she would like to make today. As a gentle whisper tickles her ear, Emily loses herself in the world of souls aching for release.

Denise October 23, 2009 at 12:50 PM  

April -

I liked the visual of this, the feeling of the books calling to Emily. Nicely done.

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