Notebooks Out, Soldiers!12:48 PM
Sorry for the lack of posts the last few days. I've just been very busy. I hope you like this post!
You know how maybe you don't want to write for your major novel project or edit the one you finished, but you still want to write? This is where writing prompts can really help. So I'm giving you a prompt and challenge simultaneously (because that's how I roll), but the song choice and prompt questions were all the work of the lovely Tansie.
Song: Wasting My Young Years by London Grammar
TANSIE: Apocalyptic setting. Broken buildings, once majestic, now in broken remains. Signs of war are everywhere. The sky is dim and dark, the sun hidden behind layers of smoke.
TANSIE: She has long hair; dark blonde. Thin, and short-- almost too thin. Light blue/grey eyes. Spray of freckles. Smudged cheeks and dirty clothes.
TANSIE: None that she knows of, but she keeps looking. There was her mother, her father, and younger sister (four-six years old).
TANSIE: Dark hair, dark eyes. Late teens to late twenties. Male. Voice is low and husky. Posture/expression is arrogant and confident. Tall, athletic, and wears dark colors. Always carries a weapon.
TANSIE: [I said OR, Skylar] Hope.
TANSIE: The song is just really depressing. Seriously. Go listen to it. It's about loss, fear, and trying to hang on to what you've got left.