Real Life Prompts

Stories in the wild. Writing prompts are all around us. Do they deserve to be written? Probably not. But it's fun to know they're out there.

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Parade day brought flashbacks marching in unison.

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What the wall thinks when you stare at it.

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"Why don't you do something productive with your time like take a nap or make a sandwhich?"

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I walked by a stranger who said we could be soulmates.

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His hand was on his knife. Mine on my soda can. The other on his gun.

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How much emotion does a glance carry?

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He looked ready to jump in front of that train, and no one but me knew.

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Dying in a frenzy.

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The raccoon knew what was up, but did the man with the garbage bag and the sweatpants know too?

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He held his fidget spinner aloft, and glanced toward me with a wild grin.

"Hey man. You fuck with these?"

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He exited the train, hopped onto his 8 foot tall bike, and meandered off into the distance.

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A drunk man named Thor (no relation) bared his soul to the clerk at the game store.

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The cat was in the room the entire time.

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Make a writer's hairball.

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She'd been standing there, key in the door, for 20 minutes.

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Train graffiti that says "Wish you were here."

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The guy who calls you by name when he serves you coffee is on the train and hasn't noticed you yet. But your options are running out.

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Your white coworker is racist toward black people. You confide in your middle-eastern coworker. Turns out he hates Jewish people. What happens next?

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Dying of lethargy.

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It's 2am. You're tossing and turning. Out of the ether, you hear it; Madonna's "Like a Virgin" from your bedroom window.