Prompts can be a strange way to start writing. For instance, I liked the one for May 31 well enough and thought it would be an easy way to get a piece started. However, once I got through the initial bit, I realized I didn’t have an idea of what Mark did, or why he felt so ostracized or alone from his colleagues. On the other hand, the prompt for June 3 was bland to me, but once I started working with it, I had a very clear picture in my head of what had happened and even why (though that part isn’t written below).
Mark studied the results of the test in his hands. The paper indicated not only that the test had failed, but had also succeeded at something altogether outside the realm of what he was expecting. Looking over the results again, he checked the numbers again and wondered how it could have happened. He thought to ask Jill for a second opinion, but Jill, like the rest of his colleagues, didn’t understand him or his work. She’d probably offer a suggestion or two on how to make the test work, or to make it better, but he knew she wouldn’t even see the side effect of the test for what it was.
It started as a harmless practical joke, but now it had gotten out of hand. John stood in the middle of the room, covered from head to toe in raw egg and feathers and the whole of the school stood around him. Those who were not too appalled, pointed and laughed at the sight. Those responsible however could see the look in John’s eyes and knew that even if they escaped trouble from the school administration, they would be in for a world of trouble from John himself. Tony and Maude slunk away from the crowd, edging toward the exit, but keeping low to avoid John’s attention. They might have made it out of the cafeteria unaccosted. They might have. Until Tony bumped right into Mr. Peterson, the dean of students.