Garden Of Ideas

What if you (your character) walked into a bookstore/library and see all the characters walking around. What do you do?

What if you (your character) could pick which era and city/town/country to be born in?

What if fairy-tales were real?

Could you (your character) live your your life based on flipping a coin? How?

"My mother always told me - blank - and I've followed that advice ever since."

Monsters aren't real, but people are.

Positive thinking brings worst nightmares to life.

It was odd to be in a room full of people who all seemed to look up to my dad like he was some kind of hero. A part of me wanted to see him through their eyes just for a moment. I tried to picture him as...

The lake was still and shy as glass, as if he could step on it and walk all the way across. It was one of those days when anything seems possible, and he stood there, breathing deep and imagining...

I asked her if she was joking. Her frown told me she wasn't. "Every last penny, gone," she said. "And that's not the worst of it," she continued, leaning across the table.

The music drifted out of the club like a vibrating pulse. I could feel it in my bones. The night was alive with possibilities.

She believed in me in a way no one else ever has and no one else ever will, and I betrayed her. The worst part is she doesn't know.

Harry shuffled the deck of cards and pushed it across the table. "Deal," he said. "One more hand," I agreed. It was a way to pass the time. More importantly, it was a way to avoid talking about...

The darkness was thick and suffocating, like a heavy blanket had been thrown on the world. He had to get over the wall, had to get across the border.

Until that day, the fear had been an idea, a concept. Now it was real; a feeling I would carry inside me for the rest of my life.

It flashed through the sky and then was gone. Lucy was sure she had seen a UFO and was equally sure aliens were here to secretly make contact with a human being. Maybe they would choose her. Maybe she would get to visit their ship. Maybe...

At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we'd struck it rich and that we'd be able to retire and live in leisure.

I've lived in this town my whole life, and most of the time that's fine by me. But in late fall when the sky fills with birds migrating south for the winter, traveling thousands of miles, I get homesick for places I've never been.

The wind whispered through the dark, empty trees like a warning in a foreign language.

Reporters are trained to develop a sixth sense, a nose for when a story smells fishy. And something about this one wasn't right.

A woman was locked in a castle tower by the ocean and she had a window she could look out. It was too high to jump and she would land in the ocean. One day, she decided to chance it. She jumps out of the window and lands in the ocean. First, she couldn't breathe. She turns into a beautiful mermaid. What is her story? Why is she a mermaid? What happens next? ~~ Suggested by Princess Megan Snow Rose

He wanted to. He really did, but he didn't know how. When he tried, she...

A woman has a dream she goes underground to a beautiful mansion with water fountains outside, a big pool, strange statues of people that are beautiful and spooky. A handsome man Dupree invites her into the mansion. She sits in a room. The man is dressed in black and has blue piercing eyes that glow. Several men come into the room. They are dressed in black with blue piercing eyes that glow. The men are handsome. Dupree offers the woman a drink and she drinks it and he starts kissing her. She feels all tingling and his lips travel to her neck. She wakes up.

The woman goes to a bar and Dupree walks in and sits beside her. She gasps. He says to her you know about our special place and he smiles showing his fangs. The woman runs out of the bar, leaving her purse. Dupree picks up her purse, reads her driver's license. He knows where she lives. He heads out to pay her a visit. What happens next? ~~ Suggested by Princess Megan Snow Rose

A baby dragon is found in the woods. How did he get there ? Is he is message of good things to come or an omen of bad things to come? Can you make him into a pet? Good possibilities with a baby dragon to write about. ~~ Suggested by Princess Megan Snow Rose