I was googling around for a short story prompt generator or something like it. I thought I would just find a random prompt to use to write some short stories to get to know my characters more. I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo this year after taking a break and I think I’ve finally decided on a set of characters that I’d like to write about. And so, google provided, and I came across something very interesting that I would like to share with you all.
You fill in what the generator asks and it will generate a short story to laugh at and enjoy.
Here is the story that the generator came up with:
The Solid Chair
A Short Story
Evie was thinking about Magnus again. Magnus was a modest mountain with big hands and tall hair.
Evie walked over to the window and reflected on her serene surroundings. She had always loved calm Narva with its round, ripe rivers. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel nervous.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a modest figure of Magnus .
Evie gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an articulate, smart, wine drinker with hairy hands and petite hair. Her friends saw her as a bitter, blushing bird. Once, she had even saved a beautiful baby that was stuck in a drain.
But not even an articulate person who had once saved a beautiful baby that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Magnus had in store today.
The sun shone like dancing deer, making Evie relaxed. Evie grabbed a solid chair that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Evie stepped outside and Magnus came closer, she could see the handsome glint in his eye.
Magnus gazed with the affection of 1173 generous huge horses. He said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want to talk.”
Evie looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the solid chair. “Magnus, don’t tell everyone what happened,” she replied.
They looked at each other with happy feelings, like two courageous, calm cats walking at a very sweet dance, which had quartet music playing in the background and two kind uncles chatting to the beat.
Evie regarded Magnus’s big hands and tall hair. “I feel the same way!” revealed Evie with a delighted grin.
Magnus looked concerned, his emotions blushing like a tiny, thirsty table.
Then Magnus came inside for a nice glass of wine.