Preparing to become a professional writer means making myself more disciplined. It means learning to say no to distraction. It means learning to ensure that writing time is always writing time. It also means that I must stay productive, even when I’m not actively working on a novel project. Prompts are one way to ensure that you stay productive, even if you’re not producing your highest calibre of work.
Write 500 words about Meditation
For the first several days I stayed near a small shrine to Astra, Evelyn’s goddess. It was only half a day’s ride away from the city but it was a land of solitude. I lived in a small cave and set out traps for anything that might come across them. I meditated by the river each morning when I woke up. I sent words to the sky to Evelyn. I might not have cared about the Gods, but I didn’t believe that this life was the only life.
At the end of a week, with a rabbit in my pack, I moved on. I traveled southward, towards the city of Duranth. I stayed on the road and kept my senses focused on the forest. Barbarians and terrible monsters were said to roam the woods; I had seen no such things, but Evelyn spoke of them as though she had. I believed in Evelyn more than I believed in the Gods she worshiped.
I traveled slowly; I did not know what I sought, and I was in no rush to find it. I hunted and scavenged food and I kept myself alive. I slept near the road, under the canopy of tall silver birch trees and once an oak tree. I did not get lonely. I preferred the company of the trees and the birds, to be honest.
At the fork in the road, just a day away from Duranth, I stopped. Something, perhaps the call of a strange bird, perhaps the sound of a woman singing, called me away from the road. I jumped down from Taea and led her along by the reins. I could see something blue and sparkling in the distance, and it enchanted me.
I reached a clearing filled with a small, sparkling blue pond. It was not connected to the river, and it seemed cleaner too. I dipped a hand in and it felt fresh and clean. Taea drank from it and she seemed to be smiling at me afterwards.
I set up camp and then sat down by the pool cross legged. I closed my eyes and focused on the world around me. The birds were quiet and the sun would soon set. The air was clean and the energies of this place pure. A deep calm washed over me, filling me with peace. Evelyn’s face appeared in my mind’s eye, smiling down upon me. My own mouth smiled instinctively, as though she could see my response.
Perhaps she could. And perhaps she had led me to this place… Perhaps I would find my destiny here.
I ate only a small meal that night. I drank the water from the pond and it tasted clean and perfect. My final thought before I fell asleep was that this pond could be a sign that I was going in the right direction.