Day 2: The Season For Giving (12DaysOfBlogmas)

Today #12DaysOfPromptmas prompt focused on what your characters would have on their Christmas list’s, and, as I believe that giving is far better than receiving, and makes me feel all happy inside, I thought I’d research some things and find out whether or not the statement rings true!

Obviously, it should prove itself – that is if it wasn’t so good to receive. But, I’ve found that, as I’ve got older, I’m more interested in what my gifts can do than the gifts given to me. I’m always grateful, and my friends and family are great at getting me stuff I’d wanted, but couldn’t afford myself, but, I understand now what my parents means by the fact that they don’t want anything (even though you still get them something anyway) and that seeing how happy I was with my own is enough for them.


I’m sure you’ve experienced it at one point in your life. That feeling when you’ve worked hard on a present and that person finally opens it, and their smiling from ear to ear, and you feel that warm fuzzy feeling inside! I think, if anything, that just makes it more worth it, right? And, even if it’s just something small that you’ve given them, it can make you feel the exact same way because it doesn’t matter whether you’ve spent months planning it or moments, it’s the love we put in to the giving that counts.

It’s one of those selfless acts, even if it does benefit us in some way or another.


So, what I found interesting was the first thing I found when I wrote in the phrase ‘giving is better than receiving’ in to google, and that was that scientists are actually attemptin to find biological evidence that it is better to give, than receive. Some even believe that it can help to relieve stress!

There’s even an interesting journal (if you’re that way inclined) that you can check out by Harvard here (it’s a link straight to a free pdf of the website) that says that people who spend their money on giving to others are happier than people who spend more on themselves. I guess it even shows that money can’t buy you happiness (although, it can buy you a lot of books, right?)’

But, let’s just see about all the other reasons why giving is better than receiving (other than that warm fuzzy feeling you have inside).

  1. The number one thing about giving, I think, is that it’s contagious. That ‘pay it forward’ thing isn’t a myth! Giving inspires more giving!
  2. Giving can help give your life meaning. It can define you, and perhaps that’s why we’re here for, to give a little bit of ourselves to the world before we leave it.
  3. According to a paper by the american psychological association, volunteering (for unselfish reasons) actually makes you live longer! You can check it out here on the APA website
  4. We get a rush from giving, which, in turns, makes us give more! It’s actually like having chocolate when you feel a bit down! (Just without all the extra calories)
  5. Giving makes a difference. It only takes one word to change a persons life, one act of kindness to stop someone from going over the edge.
  6. The smile and the gratitude in that other persons face makes it all worth while.
  7. Giving makes you believe in yourself. There’s no shame in the way that giving makes you feel, because the feeling makes you want to give more. It’s a great way to build your confidence, and start to believe in yourself.
  8. It’s easy! Anyone can do it if they have the want to.
  9. Most of the time, it’s free. A shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, the words you say, the things you do. Some time here and there to volunteer with your local animal shelter or homeless shelter.
  10. Giving promotes human communication, which is so important in this day and age!


Right, and this is today’s prompt which helped inspire this post!


So, for this one, I wrote out a list of some of my main characters from both my NaNoWriMo project, Diary Of A Child Zombie Killer and my NA Fantasy Tales of Monsters!

So, first of DOAZK

Mel – Chocolate Pizza. It’s a combination of her two favourite things!

Al – Vintage books. He’s always been a collector!

Rhys – Tie’s! If there was anything he used to collect in his bachelor days before the apocalypse, it was ties!

Heather – Make-up! Preferably stuff that isn’t out of date, but, as the years go on, it’s getting increasingly difficult to cover up the acne she feels so inclined to hide even though there’s far more people who look much more worse than she does!

And, for Tales of Monsters, a bunch of characters who would find the thought of writing a Christmas list to a fat man in a red suit very odd would ask for the following!

Lauryn – Scribe set! She loves to write, even though she doesn’t do it enough any more!

Aran – Art set! He’d want one of those cases you get when you’re a kid with all the paints and the markers!

Harry – Lute! He’s always wanted one, but he was so terrible at playing that no one even considered giving him one ever again!

Ryan – Crossbow! He’d be the Daryl Dixon of the zombie world with one of those!

Sam – Alchemy set! He fancies himself a potion maker, and finds the whole chemical reaction entrancing!

Gren – Dragon bone! The armor and weapons he could make with that would make his wildest dreams come true!

What would your characters have on their Christmas list? And what would you be willing to give them if you had the chance?

Day 1: 12 Days of Promptmas? (12DaysofBlogmas)

In just twelve days, it’s gonna be Christmas Eve!

And that means its day one of my 12 Days of Blogmas, and for day one, I want to introduce you to an idea I’ve thought of to make sure we include our own characters in the run-up to Christmas!

And, that is ‘12 Days of Promptmas

All it is, is that I’ve thought up twelve prompts (one for each day) that asks you to put your lovely characters from your finished novels or WIP’s in to Christmassy situations!

And, the best bit is, is that you can have as much fun with these as you want. You could write a couple sentences, a paragraph, a short story, it’s up to you! And, you could even mix up the characters a bit, you could have a character from your current WIP, and maybe a character from another!

Also, if your character list is a little sparse, you could even use a character from your favourite book! It’s completely up to you!

It also allows you to get to know your characters more by putting them in situations they’ve never been in and may never be in! And, if you publish it to the world, it means that your readers or potential readers can have an insight too!

At the end of each blog post, I’ll post the prompt, but I’ll also be posting them every day on instagram!

For the first one, it’s nice and simple!

So, I’m taking my 12 year old protagonist Mel, from my NaNoWriMo project (Diary of a Child Zombie Killer) and Aiden, my semi-sort of Antagonist from my fantasy quadrilogy (Tales of Monsters) and transporting them in to a winter wonderland without any zombies or monsters(if you don’t count Aiden).

So, my Aiden’s quite a serious character. He likes things done his own way, and any sarcasm just gets you killed.

Coupled with the fact that Mel can be one of the most sarcastic people ever, and that they argue over where the red baubles should go (because red is both their favourite colour); within minutes, the tree is burnt down and Mel is dead.

However, before Aiden can cut her head off and claim her soul and all that shizz, she reawakens as a zombie and eats him.

So, in all honesty, it doesn’t end well for either of them…

Anyway, I hope you have as much fun with it that I did!

And that you join in the fun! I have some awesome posts for this years ‘Blogmas’, and some awesome prompts too!

Just keep writing!

Jade x

To Fly… Would It Not Be Wonderful

Short story inspired by writing.prompt.s

So, in our world, half of the people born in a year can fly, and the other half can’t. It’s as simple as that.

And, the only way you can find out; is if you jump from a height that will surely kill you!

It sounds a bit macabre, I know, but my people know what their doing. They know if your that half that can fly. I promise.

My father can fly; my mother, maybe she can, but she never tried; my older sister can fly too, but my younger brother has no interest in it, not yet anyway. He likes having his two feet on the ground at all times, whilst I… I love to be in the air.

Whether I’m sitting on a plane, jumping in to a pool or doing the high jump in school, I just love the air brushing against me.

I’m sixteen years old now, the youngest you can be to find out your fait in this world; and about to jump off the white cliff of Dolin. It’s the cliff both my father and my sister jumped off, the one they glided from, unwilling from that day on to keep their feet on the ground.

I’ve never wanted to keep my feet on the ground. The wind has always given me a thrill, the feeling of it in my hair and brushing past my finger tips have always excited me. I knew from the day I jumped in to a diving pool that the air was built for me, to glide and fly…

I remember I sky dived once… The closest I’d come to flying before my time. I felt myself float, just as my father said he did. It had felt amazing. I can still remember the wind blowing in my face. I’d stretched my arms out and screamed in to the air in delight. I’d felt the air pick me up.

I’d begged the man behind me not to pull the chute, to let us glide down on to the ground, but such things are not allowed. The man had laughed, and in my ear, he’d said ‘Not today’.

The parachute would open as planned and we would fall to the ground slowly. I was mesmerised by that which surrounded us, by the endless land that some witnessed every day.

That moment is what I will imagine now as I step over the cliff.

My father is at the bottom, cheering for me to jump. My mother is stood behind him.

She won’t look at me, refusing until my feet have touched the ground, but I have already decided that she would never never see me again, because from this moment on, my feet will never touch solid ground.

I will fly to dinner, I will fly to school, I will keep myself in the air where I am meant to be. It is what I am made for…

I close my eyes, take a deep breath in as my father taught me, open my arms out to the world and jump. I feel the wind instantly, pushing in to me, easing it’s way through my splayed fingers, my lungs breathing in the purest of airs, filling my chest with the urges to glide, to do as my father does.

My father is still cheering, I can hear him in the wind, I think my mother has joined him. I smile, perhaps I am gliding already.

My eyes flicker, but the wind keeps them shut. There’s no worry. My father said this would happen, that I had to breath and picture myself in the air, to picture myself flying.

The moment I feel like an open parachute, for the moment I will begin to glide, to fly…

But the moment does not come…

My mothers not cheering…

She’s screaming…

This was fun to write, I hope it’s fun to read too! It seems the poor sixteen year old will fly, but not the way she expected!

Prompts can be a writers most important resource, and get you out of the writing slumps you find yourself in!

It helps you develop different types of writing styles, helps you try out different tenses and even lets you explore genres you perhaps wouldn’t think of writing in.

It also inspires you. It can lead to a paragraph, a short story, a chapter or even a full-blown novel! You can make a prompt your own. You could have a hero, a villain or a by-stander as your star, it doesn’t matter, as long as you write it the way you want to…

Just Keep Writing guys 🙂

Modern Day Superheroes! 

I want to know what it takes to be a superhero in this world.
When there’s no magic, no special powers, no monsters,
how can someone become anything more than ordinary
– uninspiredwriters (prompts @ instagram

Watching over this city, I start to realise that, there’s nothing wrong with being ordinary, not really; but I guess, if your heart still earns to be a hero in the modern age, you don’t have to be rich like Iron Man, or be able to run fast like the Flash.

In this world, as far as we know, there aren’t any monsters hiding in the cupboard, no super powers waiting to be bestowed upon us in a thunderstorm, no letter waiting for us on the doorstep to take us in to a world of magic, but you don’t need any of those to a be a superhero.

All you need to do is talk to the elderly neighbor no one talks to anymore, share some of your lunch with that homeless guy you always pass on your dinner break, help that woman with the screaming kids take her shopping to the car.

You might not feel like a superhero, but you could be a hero to them.

To give is your best super power, and it’s one of the easiest things to do.