Writing Prompt For
Day XVII of NaNoWriMo:
“Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.” - Hermann Hesse.
A dark tone for today’s writing prompt. A close friend I had a cup of coffee with mentioned that all the prompts currently published here, and in rotation in the app are positive. So to shake things up, here’s a dark thought.
Where do you find your flowers in this hell? Yes, the world is beautiful. It’s big, and there’s much more in it than just death and horror. But it’s only visible when you look for it, and when that death and horror hasn’t touched you in a very personal way. Even then beauty exists, in the form of those flowers that Hermann Hesse mentions above. Those little things, those little flowers that bring some kind of solace, maybe peace, maybe even a smile - where do you find those flowers? Do you go searching for them? Or just stumble upon them when you’re drowning into yourself, and drowning into all the misery this world has to offer? Where does the above quote from Hermann Hesse fit in, for you?
I would love to know what you write, inspired by this thought today. It’s certainly something to think about, no? If you do happen to write using this post’s prompt, do share a link by leaving a comment using the comment section below. I would love to read it, and may be share in another post, here on this blog.