Why Would I Write

  • Second Stage Turbine Blade

    “I started with the hands, cos they looked like the easiest part to swallow. I didn’t have to chew too much. The internals weren’t too bad either. Not something I’d typically consume but it was bearable.”

    “Oh god, you must have been famished. I can’t imagine what you did with the shell!”

    “Haha, you have no idea. I had to grind it up before it was palatable. No way I could have eaten it whole. Was a pretty interesting experience!”

    “Ew! Did you get the shits?” Fred laughed.

    Jimmy pulled up a chair and sat at our table. “What are you guys talking about? Sounds juicy!”

    “I was just telling Fred that I ate a clock yesterday, it was very time-consuming.”

    Writing Prompt from Reddit: [CW] Write a story around a pun, a joke, or a punchline

  • Excursion

    “On the right, beyond those rocks, you can see the cheetahs resting under the trees, waiting for the sun to come down before they start to hunt,” said Ms Lilium through the microphone.

    The kids all looked out the side of the bus, trying to catch a glimpse of the predators they had only read about in books, letting out “oohs” and “ahhhs” excitedly.

    This was their first excursion out of the Dyson sphere to planet Earth, and they were finally able to observe with their own eyes things they had only seen in books and television.

    The driver slowed the bus down as a herd of deer stood in the middle of the road, blocking their path.

    The deer were now circling the bus, noses in the air, sniffing frenziedly.

    “Wait, aren’t deer herbivores?” said Lucy, the smart alec of the class.

    Little Tommy felt a shiver run down his spine.

    Writing Prompt from Reddit: “Wait, aren’t deer herbivores?”

  • Five Thousand Years

    My jaw dropped, I could not believe what I was seeing.

    There she was, standing precariously at the edge of the road.

    Was it really her? She must be at least thirty five thousand years old now.

    I called out, “Come here, Snuggles!”

    She yelped, ears flailing in response, and ran to me.

    Writing Prompt from Reddit: [WP] For five thousand years you thought you were the only immortal on earth, then one day you run into an old friend. A very, very old friend.