Day One: What is this? This isn’t a prompt. What kind of prompt is this? This makes no sense. I have to make a story out of this? This sounds like an Albert prompt. Great. I got an Albert prompt. Just great. Well, I have ten days. I’m sure something will come to me.
Day Two: Oh god I’m so screwed. This is it. I’m done. I have nothing. I could bolt. Nobody knows who I am anyway, they all say this this is Tony’s idea. It’s definitely time to think about packing up and running away and starting a new identity as an engraver so I have easy access to etching acids to dissolve the various bodies I’m sure to create as I attempt to erase my past.
Day Three: Hm. Well I have one idea for a story that might work.
Day Four: 500 words in. This could definitely work.
Day Five: Another 500 words. Is this working?
Day Six: Another 500 words. This isn’t working. I hate this story.
Day Seven: “Siri, where is the best place to find a job as an engraver? Ah. I see. Uhh…Siri, what the hell does an engraver do?”
Day Eight: Well, that’s certainly a first draft of something. The ending kind of popped together there at the last minute, definitely made it suck less.
Day Nine: So many rewrites and polishes…my eyes are going to fall out of my head. I don’t even know anymore with this story. Does it even fit the prompt? Whatever, that was an Albert prompt anyway. I’ve just been over this thing so many times I have no idea if it’s good or bad or even what it is.
Day Ten: I handed in my story…man I can’t wait until my next prompt!