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Showing posts with label writing inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing inspiration. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Finding Inspiration in Writing Prompts

Most writers are eternally asking that elusive question: Where do ideas come from? They ask published authors at book signings, send lengthy e-mails and vehemently tune in when an author discloses that sparkling fountain of youth in which they dip their pen and proceed to ink out beautiful, haunting stories that leave us mad with envy, but desperate for one more line.

Popular fantasy author Neil Gaiman used to offer funny quips when asked this question. Now he just tells the truth, “I make them up.  Out of my head.” His answer is pointedly simple and not at all surprising.

Because there is no fountain of ideas, no treasure trove of brilliant stories that we too can discover. Or is there? I think that the deeper truth here is that we all have access to such a magical place, but it lives within us. We live in a world that is externally seeking. That looks out there for the answer when all of the answers, and I do mean all of them, lie within us.

Good ideas are good because you pluck them from your own conscious mind (or unconscious mind) and you write your experience of them. If you’ve  never had children, a hilarious chick lit book about raising five kids and four dogs will most likely fall flat. It’s not the idea that’s gold, but what the writer does with the idea. It’s the tiny details delivered by their personal experience wrapped around the larger situation that makes for a hilarious and ultimately relatable story.

Writing prompts are great ways to mine the gold that you already have within. Prompts are merely that, a prompting, that gentle prod that pushes you down a path that maybe you weren’t traveling. But once on it, the road unfolds like red velvet carpet and suddenly you’ve found your magic. Perhaps in the process of writing your book, story, or article, the prompt will be abandoned. It often exists solely as a shard of inspiration, a jumping off point.


Get started with a few writing prompts below and remember to turn your eyes inward for the brilliant details, images and voices that are already speaking within you.

  • While packing up the estate of your new spouses recently dead mother, you discover a photo album of yellowed newspaper clippings. What are they about?

  • When your lover dies suddenly in a motorcycle accident, you start seeing a therapist who recommends that you try regression therapy. During one session, you discover a repressed childhood memory. What is the memory?

  • Write a story that starts with: 'He stepped into the elevator, sweat popping along his upper lip and he checked again to ensure that the revolver was carefully hidden beneath his blazer.'

  • Remember your scariest Halloween experience. Now write the story from the perspective of someone else who was there.

  • Write your fondest childhood memory from the third person point of view.
Use these and other writing prompts to discover your own ideas and to narrow down the story that longs to be told. Trying to write something that you’re not interested in or not familiar with is difficult and will often produce mediocre results. Find your element, your ideal space within the words, the memories and the fantasies of your consciousness and your writing will shine. 

Friday, November 19, 2010

Silence of Reading (Independent Bookstores in Michigan)

I owe my post title today to poet Rg Gregory whose lovely poem Silence of Reading gives us a beautiful, but brief glimpse into the experience of another reader, an experience that is oft reflected in our own reading experience. I will include the entire poem at the bottom of the post; however, I am writing today to connect all of you inspiring Michigan Writers with some inspiring Michigan reader's retreats. These little havens, also known as bookstores, give us a place to investigate the world through the words of others. 


Let's pay homage to the writers who have given us their voice and to the amazing people that house those beautifully bound books in a place worthy of their messages. These bookstores are small, community driven businesses that choose people over profit. Visit them and be grateful for their existence in our world. 

Books and More: Albion

Blue Phoenix Books: Alpena

Aunt Agatha's: Ann Arbor

Bookbound: Ann Arbor

Crazy Wisdom Bookstore: Ann Arbor

Literati Bookstore: Ann Arbor

The Dawn Treader Book Shop: Ann Arbor

Nicola's Books: Ann Arbor

Squirreled Away Books: Armanda

Tattered Pages and Tea: Bay City

Horizon Books: Cadillac, Petoskey and Traverse City

Safe Harbor Books: Cedarville

Taylor's Books and More: Coldwater

John K. King Used and Rare Books: Detroit

Archives Book Shop: East Lansing

Curious Book Shop: East Lansing

Saturn Booksellers: Gaylord

Evolve Books and Gifts: Glen Arbor

The Cottage Bookshop: Glen Arbor

Between the Covers: Holland

BookBug: Kalamazoo

Kazoo Books: Kalamazoo

Buy The Book: Kawkawlin

Everybody Reads Books and Stuff: Lansing

Leelanau Books: Leland

Snowbound Books: Marquette

Bestsellers Books and Coffee: Mason

Sleepy Hollow Book Shop: Midland

Book Nook: Monroe

The Book Nook and Java Shop: Montague

The Next Chapter Bookstore and Bistro: Northville

Oak Park: Book Beat

Triple Goddess Bookstore: Okemos

Great Northern Bookstore: Oscoda

Mclean and Eakin Booksellers: Petoskey

New Horizon Book Shop: Roseville

Forever Books: Saint Joseph

Mother Moon - Metaphysical Books: Saugatuck

Books Connection: Shelby Township

Lowry's Books: Sturgis

Brilliant Books: Suttons Bay

That Used Bookstore: Tecumseh

The Bookie Joint: Traverse City

Brilliant Books: Traverse City

Higher Self Bookstore: Traverse City



silence of reading by Rg Gregory
i like the silence of reading
flat on my stomach on the woollen floor
my legs waving upwards like the fronds of ferns
and in my mind
gigantic screaming monsters
or the mystery ship
scuttling crablike to the shore

i am lost to the spell of words
the enchantment of sea in the silent shell
i hear nothing apart from that racing world
alive in this room through my staring eyes
and the hush of my stifled breath
i miss the passing of time
the gale outside
and the very loud knock at the door