I never think I’m a big fan of writing prompts. But then I realized two of my novellas started as writing prompts. Wait. If you count a pic on Twitter of a hot guy riding on a train as a writing prompt. . .yeah, make that three novellas.
But that’s a different story for another day.
A long time ago, on a blog far far away, there was a writing prompt about a young Regency miss leaving a ball early and getting into a carriage. There was somebody in the carriage she wasn’t expecting to be there. So the prompt was to describe who it was, and why they were there.
I had a lot of fun with that one. I decided the hero was waiting in the carriage, trying to woo the heroine back, since she had abruptly ended their engagement. He loved her and pleaded for her forgiveness. She was still hurt, though, and blurted out she was forced to end things because he had arrived at their wedding ceremony with ladies of the evening in tow.
D’oh! (Said in a posh 19th century British accent, of course.)
I never saw that one coming. I didn’t plan to do anything else with that scene, since I figured it had served its purpose, letting me play with something new and fun. That was the end of that.
Apparently it continued to intrigue my brain, because every once in a while it would pop up, like that crazy annoying paperclip that used to “assist” in previous versions of Word whenever you tried to type in a document all by yourself.
“You know,” my brain whispered seductively, “you could add this to your series where the heroes and heroines are cursed to fall instantly in love.”
Hmm. Yeah, maybe. But I couldn’t figure out where the story could GO from that point. So I set it, and my brain’s whispers, aside again.
Finally, one day when my brain was bored, or, the more likely scenario, avoiding what I needed it to work on, it came up with this gem: “That scene isn’t where your story starts — it’s where it ends“.
D’oh! (Said in a normal 21st century American accent.)
It made perfect sense. There were lots of things the hero and heroine needed to experience before they got to this point. And honestly, it would have been nice if my brain had given me that information a lot sooner–like before I spent weeks on a different version of the story.
*glares menacingly at brain*
I know, I know. It’s not paying attention to me. It never does. But I’ve definitely learned to pay attention to it. And all of its crazy writing prompts.
Lord Rakehell’s Love ~ Book 1 in The Curse of True Love series
Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, is attempting to play matchmaker in Regency London. . . only she’s placed a curse on the lovers instead.
~~He was late to his own wedding~~
Simon is known as Lord Rakehell, so any sane woman would be wary of wedding a man of his reputation. He truly loves Georgiana, and is determined to prove it to her, but how can he convince her after his wedding-day blunder?
~~She was heartbroken by the scandal~~
Georgiana knew the dangers of falling instantly in love with a celebrated rake, but even she had not expected him to show up for their nuptials with ladies-of-the-evening in tow. Now she must determine whether Simon’s protestations of love are genuine, or if she is being led astray by the passion he continues to incite in her.
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I have worked as an attorney, winery tasting room manager, and retail business owner, but nothing beats the thrill of writing humorously-ever-after romances.
I reside in New England, although I fantasize about spending the rest of my days in a tropical locale, wearing flip flops year-round, or in Regency London, scandalizing the ton.
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