SciFi Daily Prompt 3 This month, I’m participating in Camp NaNoWriMo. My goal? I have never written science fiction, but would like to because anything can happen! I think it’s really fun and the type I will be writing is silly and non-sensical…likely with made up science and technology because I’ve never understood that stuff very well. I am aiming to write 500 first thought words each day in the morning to put my own writing projects first and get all the creative juices flowing. I’ll be using my Science Fiction Prompts resource I created for my clients and students.I’ll practice free writing so I will not be editing afterward or during. The only things I might change are if there are obvious spelling errors as I’m going along. Otherwise, this is purely straight from my wild mind and onto the page…eek!Feel free to join me or follow along.Day 2 Prompt: This gave a whole new meaning to garbage disposal.Photo by Tom Swinnen from PexelsDaily Goal: 500Word Count: 584This gave a whole new meaning to garbage disposal. The birds circled the area with increased lazy pursuit. They feigned a lack of interest when they were hungry for new garbage. Their own flesh and their own blood was no longer satisfying these cannibal black feathered monsters. They were bigger than the ravens on earth. Their eyes were beadier than those glassy, balck-eyed creatures. And their eyes were redder than the earthlings. These giant raven aliens’ feathers were broader and wider than those on earth. Their necks sagged with the gagaciousness gagging throat skin, hanging with that wretchedness of those of turkey vultures, but these seemed more demonic than the rubbish collectors on earth. Their eyes flitted and darted about the rows of houses, looking for a twitch, for a waft of a stench. There were few areas cleaner and tidier than Locklandaga, the major city on Noro’s largest moon, of the habitable moons, Newtein. Locklandaga held a special meaning to those who lived, or survived there. It was all about perspective. They were able to start fresh. These birds were part of that fresh start. The garbage was never collected in a refuse area or dumpsite, instead these giant birds would circle and prey on and clean up what was left over and these aviary magicians would make the clutter and disgusting ick disappear. For the Chorrupsi family, Locklandaga was a sign of promise, the black birds were signs of hope, signs to erase everything that was wrong about their previous lives before they came Newtein and trekked to find Locklandaga. So many things had passed in their minds as they meandered and miraged, held hands in fear of what mind come from behind a dune and rear their maggoty heads at them. The Chorrupsi family consisted of the mother and father, Lina and Tim and their five children, Corai, Newla, Nita, Seb and Trulobe, each named for gods on their home planet of Nextine. They had struggled once the new emperor, Nonthroganoshticoy had taken power. He had overthrown the, at the time, current infrastructure and enslaved some of the workers immediately. He hoped that they would submit to him right away and then convince the rest of the peoples of how beneficial it was to follow him. But, Nonthroganoshticoy was mistaken. There was a brutal battle waged by the initial group of enslavement. Lina and Tim took their whole Chorrupsis right away via escape vessels run by rebels to surrounding moons of nearby planets. Noro orbited Newtein in a chaotic and wobbly manner, often making the scientific groups question the trajectory of the moon, but they’d studied it for years and it always got back on a suitable course, so far at least. The Chorrupsis didn’t feel they had a choice. They simply had to get out. They felt tremendous gratitude for the pilots of the escape vessels. They were good people, the Chorrupsis and they felt like they deserved a fair chance to raise their girls in a place free from fear and whilst they felt afraid, they wanted to allow their girls an opportunity. Newtein was a place out of necessity that really did dispose of all of the garbage in the Chorrupsis lives. They wondered if it would always feel like a time of gratitude. They wondered if these birds would present a new sense of fear, but could it be that these large black birds could be like those on earth, symbolizing the embodiments of change and transformation?
Why are you doing this?(one way to think about goals) “Why?” I’ve always been curious. This annoyed my family. There’s a joke amongst my siblings and me, since I’m the youngest, that I have the biggest mouth. I was little when they teased me and I would widen my mouth to show them…I didn’t realize right away they meant I talked too much. One time my brother tape recorded me (remember those cassette players? push the red button for record!) without me realizing…and, then he played it back to me. Don’t worry, I’m not scarred for life–hah! But, so much of my talking as a little kid revolved around curiosity. As annoying as it is when a little kiddo drones or squeaks, “Why? Why? Whyyyyy?!” I think that it’s something we can take into our adulthood.Why are you doing what you’re doing?Try this: list out your big five time commitments within a week. (Did you do it? Okay. 😉 ) Then, literally write out the question, “Molly, why are you running for so many hours each week?” “Molly, why are you spending your time reading books?” So on and so forth. After you ask yourself the question, write out your answer. You can have many answers for each. For instance:I run because I am strong.I run because I want to grow in perseverance.I run because it’s something hard that I can actually do.I run because it’s really great to be outside and sweat.I run because it’s a way I connect with God.ORI read because I love collecting knowledge.I read because I feel happy when I do it.I read because it’s one of those things that I liked doing as a kid and I want to be more child-like.I read because I want to learn how to be a better writer.I dare you…let your curiosity get the best of you. 🙂When you understand your “why” then, your daily choices make more sense to go in that direction to re-inforce your “why” and your purpose. And, sometimes, you might find that you don’t know why you do something. This could be really great insight into something that isn’t how you actually need to be spending your time to become who you’re made to be. If this is the case, then writing your “because” statements can actually help you get back on track to be who you actually are.Are you struggling to answer your “why’s”? Let’s have a chat! Send me an email and we’ll be in touch.