Ten Writing Prompts for Unusual Stories
Terts Spattly, a limo washer for the Dallas Cowboys falls in love with a girl sports reporter who needs a transplant for her heart, a transplant for her liver and a transplant for her Rhododendron plant that’s been crowding out the petunias in her front yard. Choose your favorite historical figure from whom these organs will be harvested — but only after the historical figure is done transplanting the Rhododendron.
Write a story about why there is no writing prompt in this space. Include the number 2 in your story at your own peril.
Imagine that an alien named, Fats, lives in the tree outside your bedroom window. Every morning, after telling you what to wear and what to eat for breakfast, Fats slaps you in the face. One day you decide to shoot Fats in the head. Write a courtroom drama about being sued by the Area 51.
Write a scene wherein a woman is flattened by a steamroller. Use only the words, “Sputnik” and “harpsichord.” (If you find this too difficult go ahead and throw in the phrases, “Oy Vey” and “They call me Mister Tibbs!”)
Your main character, Huh McWart, sneezes and both his glass eyes pop out. Write a story about how he manages to located them after two-weeks of living off nothing but a bottle of Mazola oil and one Cheeto (abnormally large) while he systematically searches for them by feeling every square inch of his apartment with his toes — starting in the master bedroom.
A 19th-century Chinese peasant named Wang Lung Lung Lung walks 1400 miles to ask Lang Lung-Lung to marry him. She accepts. Write a documentary about how Lang Lung-Lung who is now Lang Lung-Lung Lung Lung Lung and her husband Wang Lung Lung Lung give up smoking. Do not include the word “lung” in the story.
A woman named, Lucy, is married to a Cuban bandleader, Ricky, who has a very bad temper. Lucy spends too much money on a dress making her Cuban bandleader husband, Ricky, furious. Write a humorous story about how Lucy manages to calm Ricky down just seconds before he beats her to a pulp.
Imagine you have the super power of smell. Write a short story about who and what you would smell from the perspective of the smell itself and then never speak of it again.
Write a play about a woman who is too shy to go outside so she sits behind her computer and writes stories about another woman who is too shy to go outside so she sits behind her computer and writes stories about another woman who is addicted to hydrogenated palm oil glyceride.
Write a novel about a stapler. Print it out. Rip it into a million little pieces. Glue it back together. Write a poem about what just happened.
And there you have it Dear Readers! Linda’s ten writing prompts for unusual stories. Happy writing!
Until next time . . . I love you
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These def. made me smile
Thanks Words. So glad you came by to check them out! 😀
<strong(1)Abraham Lincoln was using his axe to prune the Rhododendron. He was doing this because he was grumpy that when he was done he would need to transplant an organ at the church.
Then he was grumpy for the sake of being grumpy for the number <strong(2)2 time, and no reason besides that.
While it was odd that Abe Lincoln was out doing this kind of work (especially in the 21st century, it really was his own fault. <strong(3)He had shot the gardener, Fats (Fats had a green thumb.) (Literally, as he was an alien.), in the Skinny part of his throat after Fats told him he could no longer wear the Hideous stove pipe hat.
He also shot him because Fats had a Tragically awful habit of capitalizing adjectives.
It was later that afternoon that Abe realized Fats may have been so skinny due to genetics, or possibly because of a tragic accident. (That was after he saw a <strong(4)steamroller flatten a poor woman from something resembling a sputnik to something the thickness of a harpsichord.)
(The sight almost ruined his lunch. “Oy Vey” he lamented into his tibbs and pickles sandwich at his favorite sandwich shop, They Call Me Mr Tibbs.)
(But his appetite came back since he was so tired. Organ transplanting really”takes it out of you”)
Editor’s note: Author has been slapped for that awful joke above.
After lunch, Abe went to see his friend <strong(5)Hum Cwart, who he always called Kumquat. Even though Hum wasn’t green or an alien.
It’s a sad fact that Hum couldn’t see Abe, or even see that Abe was mispronouncing the name. But that’s another story.
The fifth, I believe.
Now for those who don’t know, Abe was a statesman, known best for his dealings with the Chinese. Or at least General Tso, and his delightful companions known as <strong(6)Wang-Lang and Lang-Wang. He never knew their last names because they never used them.
Now, as it happens, since they gave up smoking, the Ang-Angs (as Abe called them) became dress makers. They made dresses because they could test them by dancing in them to work off all the nervous energy from not smoking.
They made a dress for their dear client <strong(7)Lucy. As a surprise, her husband Ricky picked it up, and the Ang-Angs told him that even though it was expensive, it was their best dunce dress.
Ricky was so angry, and dragged Lucy into the store yelling at her for buying a stupid dress.
Realizing the misunderstanding, the Ang-Angs donned the dress (together, for they were very thin), and demonstrated it was a “dance” dress, being careful this time to enunciate.
Ricky was so ashamed, but Lucy said the studio audience loved it and off they went.
As the Ang-Angs were reminiscing, Abe interrupted, saying “Something smells rotten in Denmark”. Most people would say that saw a euphemism, but Abe was well known for his scenting ability and the prowess of his shnoz.
In fact, he had famously versed <strong(8)“The nose knows the woes of those what owes the toes”, which was accepted as very profound by those who had no idea what the hell he was talking about.
What Abe in fact would have loved to be talking about was <strong(9) women behind women behind woman, all oiled up. But Abe was shy and didn’t think that kind of talk was appropriate in mixed company, shaken or stirred.
So with nothing left to do, <strong(10) Abe mounted his trusty horse Glue, and headed back to the 1850s to invent the stapler.
GAH! I forgot to close the format brackets!!!!
I think the story of being slapped by The alien Fats and the guy named Huh got me the most! These are so clever and funny that I feel cleverer just by reading them!
I think I’ll write a story about Huh McWort with the two glass eyes that keep popping out whenever he sneezes. I think it’s got potential. And thank you so much for the compliment honey, as of this moment, you are currently my favorite daughter.
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I loved #6 …but #7I liked too I could picture because I remember them …. ..I’d love for you to give one of these prompts for Trifecta..lol Diane
Oh I love that idea Diane. It would have to be something involving the number 3 though. 😀
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In future, you should make no reference to this communication. The current vacancy for CEO – Strange Ways of Thinking Things Through, is covert so we expect you to never bat an eyelid. We are particularly interested in your thoughts on No. 8.
Whatever it is you are referring to I have no idea what it is you are referring to and have never known what it is you are referring to in my entire life. (I also haven’t batted an eye in over 8 years — I think you’ve got me mixed up with Loop Withers.)