INTRO TAG: Some days you just can’t get an idea going for a story. And you fall back on a silly concept you jotted down while you were out shopping months back. Only you lost to the notes you wrote down, so you have to start over from the couple of lines you remember. This is one of those times.
This is also a submission to the Thursday Prompt writing group. This week's prompt was the phrase ‘new beginnings’ and a secondary challenge of a 365-word limit.’ Check out the group's user page here: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/thursdayprompt/
And the other stories generated from this prompt here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/27363584/.
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A Conversation With An Angry Pencil
By: DankeDonuts
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dankedonuts/
Go on. Write something.
Like what?
I don’t know. Think of something.
Not my job.
Please? I just need a little spark to get me past this writer’s block.
Not my problem.
Why do you have to be so snippy?
You ask too much.
No I don’t!
Yes you do. I’m just the pencil. You’re the writer.
There’s no such thing as ‘just a pencil.’
You *really* think so?
Yeah. You’re important to my process.
Then why do you keep losing so many of us?
Ummm… Well, I… I mean…
What you mean is you still use pencils because you haven’t sprung for a smartphone you can just blab your artsy-fartsy gems into. So you take one of us everywhere you go ‘just in case.’ But you don’t keep track of everything you take, so sometimes when you need something, it isn’t there. The only reason *I* haven’t gone missing is I was the pencil you kept by your computers. But now here I am in the middle of some park you wandered off into to do your brainstorming ‘process.’
Paranoid, much? I just wanted to get outside, is all. Walk around a little, or a lot, to kickstart my brain.
Paranoid, am I? Tell me, Brain Boy, when’s the last time you bought any replacement leads? You never do, because you always need *replacement pencils* first. And now it’s my turn. Doomed to eek out a smothery existence in your backpack’s front pocket followed by a sudden, miserable end.
That’s not true!... Not always.
It happens enough. Go ask the clipboard for help. I’ll be busy mentally composing my will.
Leave me out of this. Frakking drama queens.
This isn’t getting any of us anywhere. Besides, you’re not even the kind of pencil I get in those packs. Which means I probably *found* you while I was out walking. Gave you a new lease on life?
… Point taken.
Let’s start over, OK?
… Fine.
OK, then. We good?
Sure. For now.
Alright, then. Turning a new page.
Nooo! I’m still empty!
Quiet, you.
Awww.
Dang, that guy’s needy.
At last we agree on something.
Yep! So…
…So?
Go on. Write something.
Piss off.
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This is also a submission to the Thursday Prompt writing group. This week's prompt was the phrase ‘new beginnings’ and a secondary challenge of a 365-word limit.’ Check out the group's user page here: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/thursdayprompt/
And the other stories generated from this prompt here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/27363584/.
THURSDAY PROMPT STORY INDEX
A Conversation With An Angry Pencil
By: DankeDonuts
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dankedonuts/
Go on. Write something.
Like what?
I don’t know. Think of something.
Not my job.
Please? I just need a little spark to get me past this writer’s block.
Not my problem.
Why do you have to be so snippy?
You ask too much.
No I don’t!
Yes you do. I’m just the pencil. You’re the writer.
There’s no such thing as ‘just a pencil.’
You *really* think so?
Yeah. You’re important to my process.
Then why do you keep losing so many of us?
Ummm… Well, I… I mean…
What you mean is you still use pencils because you haven’t sprung for a smartphone you can just blab your artsy-fartsy gems into. So you take one of us everywhere you go ‘just in case.’ But you don’t keep track of everything you take, so sometimes when you need something, it isn’t there. The only reason *I* haven’t gone missing is I was the pencil you kept by your computers. But now here I am in the middle of some park you wandered off into to do your brainstorming ‘process.’
Paranoid, much? I just wanted to get outside, is all. Walk around a little, or a lot, to kickstart my brain.
Paranoid, am I? Tell me, Brain Boy, when’s the last time you bought any replacement leads? You never do, because you always need *replacement pencils* first. And now it’s my turn. Doomed to eek out a smothery existence in your backpack’s front pocket followed by a sudden, miserable end.
That’s not true!... Not always.
It happens enough. Go ask the clipboard for help. I’ll be busy mentally composing my will.
Leave me out of this. Frakking drama queens.
This isn’t getting any of us anywhere. Besides, you’re not even the kind of pencil I get in those packs. Which means I probably *found* you while I was out walking. Gave you a new lease on life?
… Point taken.
Let’s start over, OK?
… Fine.
OK, then. We good?
Sure. For now.
Alright, then. Turning a new page.
Nooo! I’m still empty!
Quiet, you.
Awww.
Dang, that guy’s needy.
At last we agree on something.
Yep! So…
…So?
Go on. Write something.
Piss off.
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