I was the chosen one but I said “no”

The trope of “the chosen one” is so common that I think we all know what it means. So what would happen if the chosen one took a long look at the call to heroism and then said “nope“?

That’s what this week’s Fiction Friday prompt is all about.

I was the chosen one but I said “no”

  • How did you know you were the chosen one?
  • What were you chosen to do?
  • Why did you say “no”?
  • What form did your refusal to be the chosen one take?
  • What happened as a result?

As always, we’d love to read what you write. If you link to this post, and your system supports sending pings or trackbacks, we will get notified and can come and read it.

This pen is too dangerous to use

For this week’s (slightly very late) Fiction Friday prompt we have a pen that is too dangerous to use.

For some reason, this prompt got caught in draft and I never hit publish. Sorry.

They say that the pen is mightier than the sword and in this case…

This pen is too dangerous to use

As always, we have some initial questions that come to mind for this prompt.

  • Why is this pen so dangerous?
  • How did you find out?
  • What happened?
  • Where did this pen come from?
  • What are you going to do now?

If you write to this prompt, we’d love to see what you make of it. Drop us a line so we can read your work.

I think I might be a god

You have reached a startling conclusion – maybe you are a god.

This week’s Fiction Friday prompt is what do you do if you think you are a god?

I think I might be a god

Each week I post a prompt I also try and post some of the obvious questions that the prompt raises. Here are the ones that this one raises for me.

  • When did you first suspect you were a god
  • What makes you think that you are a deity?
  • What sort of god or goddess are you?
  • Do you have god powers and if so what?
  • Are you a metaphorical god?

If you write to this prompt, please link back to this post so we can read your creation. I cannot wait to see what you come up with.

My grandfather had over nine-hundred children

What would happen if you were related to almost everyone in your town? If your grandfather had over nine-hundred children that might be your reality.

My grandfather had over
nine-hundred children

Oh, the questions this raises.

  • Are they all his children or did he adopt?
  • Did he have many wives?
  • Is this tied to the person with the immortal daughter?
  • Did that many people come to see the man as “father”
  • Is this a cult, a hero, or something else?
  • What was it like having such a grandfather?
  • Is this the secret your wife had?
  • This could make dating a problem…

I cannot wait to see what you do with this prompt. This is not a competition theme although if the Blog Train author decides to treat it like one there could still be a “winner”.

I am in love with a woman who does not exist

Today’s writing prompt for Fiction Friday has love with a big twist.

I am in love with a woman
who does not exist

  • Who is this person?
  • How can they be in love with someone who does not exist?
  • What is happening here?
  • Why is it happening?
  • What happens next?

We would love to read your stories that you write based on this prompt. Please do drop us a link, if you write something. Wishing you many happy hours with The Muse.

And then the murders began

We have a running joke at Tea and Chat that any opening line of anything sounds better if followed up by the phrase “and then the murders began”.

So for this week’s Fiction Friday writing prompt, take a book (at random, or one of your favourites) and look at the opening line. Take that opening line and follow it up with:

And then the murders began.

What happens next?

If you write something and share it please link to this post and let us know what you came up with. Remember this is not part of the competition but is just to get the creative juices flowing.