Writing Prompt Number The First One

Ok, so check this out. I’ve been reading a lot of blogs and posts about writing recently, and decided to try my hand at the whole writing prompt thing. Now, I’m gonna do it a tad differently than some, but that’s kinda how I do. Soooo…..

– Two men pass on a darkened street,

Only in passing, never to meet.

A stranger to sight, it might have appeared…

Ready? Good, because now comes your job. Write a short story, paragraph, or even a sentence (if that’s how you roll) about these two men, and whatever it is that “might have appeared” about them. Put the story in a comment below if you want, or email the story (for you shy types 😉 ) along with your name, your url/blog page if you have one, and whatever other info you want to send to my email at revelationreader9@yahoo.com, and get this: I’m gonna post the best story next week on the blog*, along with a link back to your site, and whatever other info you send, so this is your chance to get some sweet publicity (yes, yes, I know it’s not much considering I get like 15 hits a day, but still…)

*All copyright for the story, poem, post or whatever belong solely to… you! So trust and believe that I am not going to jack your story I assure you.

Until next time, feel free to comment (or email) your ideas, thoughts, comments, or whatever else.

Nocturne out.



  1. Christina Adleman Said:

    -Two men pass on a darkened street,
    Only passing, never to meet.
    A stranger to sight, it might have appeared,
    but what ever between them forever leered,
    was that within kindred spirits resided.
    Though eternally they were divided.

    Always separate yet always perceiving each other. Like Montagues and Capulets were these two men. Adversity was forever between them , though not once were they ever to view the other face to face or eye to eye. For as long as history has been or will be has a rivalry divided the families of the two. Though within them both resides a similarity unmistakable, for they are both alone in this world, and have turned their backs on the love of God. All they now desire are the earthly carnal things this world provides. There seems to be no hope for their future, even though they are but in their youth. Can they ever open their eyes, or will they remain blind to the Truth forever? This is the struggle of so many in this deceived nation, but most do not even realize that they are blind…

  2. Jukebox Said:

    Two men pass on a darkened street,

    Only in passing, never to meet.

    A stranger to sight, it might have appeared…

    But as it turns out they were brothers; though they had never met. They were seperated at birth and though they pass each other most nights on this very street they will probably never know the truth about who they are to each other. They both have their mother’s eyes and their fathers nose. Standing next to each other anyone would have guessed they were brothers.

    One was adopted by a rich family. A well to do man now. Living the big life. Only walks down this street to take a break and get a breath of fresh air. Away from the hussle and bussle of all the things on his plate. Just walking, not really paying attention to his surroundings or the man he passes most nights.

    The other was never adopted. A loan wolf in this world of hunters. Never knew what a family was or how to have one. Still single, he wonders this street trying to find something, anything that he can call his own. Lost in his thoughts, his only true possition.

    Each night they pass a church on this street; and each night they ponder about entering in but never do. A beautiful stain glass cross window on the front door. Inscribed in gold above it says, “All who wonder are not lost” ; underneath the cross in the same gold lettering reads, “Enter all ye who need rest.” They ponder these words on their nightly walks; but this night like all others in the past they walk right past each other and the church.

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