I'm bored, so here's some small writing prompts.
They could help with writers block or lack of motivation 📖☕️🤲

1. Describe your favorite color, and what does it mean to you?

2. What would you or an OC do when faced with a fear?

3. If you or an OC met a character you like, what would the interaction be like?

4. What sound or scent brings back memories or you or an OC?

5. Write about a memory you love.

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My answers for these:

1. Favorite color?... hmm. Lately, this past year it's been purple and yellow. It used to always be blue, then red for awhile, then green 😅

Let's go with purple, 💜☂️💟☯️♈️🪻
The royal and vibrant purple brings many meanings. It brings peace, confidence, mystery, calmness, excitement, love. Purple reminds me of someone I love dearly 💜

2. Me facing my fear- of getting hurt.
I love horses immensely, always have, always will. But on a trail ride back in April 2024. The horse I was riding spooked at a sheep, turned and began to bolt.
But I quickly turn the horse back, got it to slow down and kept going down the trail.
I was VERY impressed with myself and even the guide was.
I managed to stay on ✅
Got the horse to stop ✅
And had fun learning experience (even getting past that feat of getting hurt) ✅

3. If I met- ❤️🪵🌲👩🏻‍🦰 Wendy Corduroy (from Gravity Falls)
I'd hope we'd be friends. I love her personality and style and I think she would be very friendly. Also I've had a crush on her for years. Watch out Dipper, you got some competition 😂
I think we would talk about animals, nature, rant and vent about stuff, borrow clothes, share our favorite movies and snacks. All of that 🥰

4. The scent of gasoline makes me remember all those car trips in my life. Sometimes it was annoying to run errands, other times it was going on a vacation.
But the smell of smoke gives me ptsd from house fires.
Sudden loud noises like gunshots, are obviously scary.
But the sound of a horse nickering at you...
🥹❤️🫂🐴

5. When I was a toddler, riding on my childhood horse. My dad would canter Little Bit past a walnut tree. I would sit behind him, grabbing the walnuts then going back to our trailer. My dad would break them in his hand, then me and my brother would eat them.

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