Got writer’s block?
Stuck for inspiration?
Feel the urge to write and don’t know where to start?
Find below a collection of writing prompts to help you kickstart your creative thinking. Whether they spark an idea for a full-length novel or you just want a quick exercise, you’re bound to find something that will set your pen a-scribbling.
- The doorbell rang for the third time that day.
- For sale: one unused suitcase.
- Write a story based on the contents of your coat pocket.
- The waitress came to clear away the contents of the table: two coffee cups. One full. One empty.
- He had exactly seven minutes and forty-nine seconds left.
- “You did what to Mr Tiddles?”
- The call came in at 8.03 that morning.
- It’s a children’s birthday party. What could possibly go wrong?
- “Oh, umm … that wasn’t quite what I had in mind …”
- There is nothing in the world more embarrassing than …
- Write a scene inspired by any of the lyrics of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ by Queen
- A new neighbour has moved into the flat above. Write about your first encounter.
- You can see two figures standing on top of a hill. What’s their story?
- There was only one left.
- In the darkness, the only light came from the glowing phone screen.
- The street was aglow, each orange square a literal window of golden-hued opportunity.
- She watched the jury as they filed back into the courtroom. In a moment, all that waiting would be over. She hardly dare breathe.
- Write a scene from the point of view of two different characters, except one of the characters can’t see the other.
- The blade glinted under the harsh kitchen lighting, and she cut downwards, a smile bloomed across her lips as the dark liquid oozed from the incision.
- She shielded her eyes from the flashing bulbs as she rushed from the building. She had to get out of there. She couldn’t spend more second more in that place.
- He looked through the glass panels into the office. If he was quick, would anyone notice? He just needed to make sure…
- He tapped his pockets. Phone. Wallet. Keys? The door slammed shut. Oh crap…
- All was dark apart from the light from the television screen. Only one voice spoke into the gloom. “Good evening…”
- A wave of pain rolled up through his back as the pressure grew. He felt like Atlas, with the literal weight of the world upon his shoulders, but he needed to hold out, just a little longer…
- It had been a glorious morning until she looked up from her phone as she walked to the station. The blood drained from her face and her lungs couldn’t take in any air. Oh God, no…
- When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by such utter darkness that she thought she might have been sucked into a black hole. The very absence of light, colour… hope. Perhaps her eyes would soon adjust and reveal more. Was that a chair? A table? A glass of water— The darkness vanished, replaced by the most blinding spot of pure light, like staring at the sun without sunglasses. But the sun brings with it joy, happiness. This light-bringer only signalled pain.
- Despite the lifetime that has passed since that day in the woods, I still can’t pass a crop of trees without hearing it, that rhyme, ringing over and over.
- The wind roared around his ears and buffeted at his body, but all he could hear was the scream in his head.
- Annabelle had a purr-fect pink cushion that she liked to rest her weary bones on every afternoon after a long day of exploring the cul-de-sac around her home. So, when she returned home that fateful day, expecting her usual fuss from Mrs B, a light tuna snack and a quick nap in front of the fire, she was most perturbed to find something was very, very wrong.
- She scratched her head perplexed. When she left the kitchen, that plate had definitely not been empty.
- The bag was quite an ordinary bag. Navy blue and slightly tattered, with a faded logo on its front.
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