How’s that for the blandest post title of all time? I found an interesting writing prompt on Tumblr:
You’ve been hearing the same odd sound in the middle of the night for a few nights now. Finally, you decide to investigate.
This prompt is just vague enough to be interesting. Is it an animal sound? A mechanical sound? An oddly musical sound? The ticking of the deathwatch beetle?
The first thing I thought of was that something under the house might be broken. A pipe might have sprung a leak, and the odd sound could be drops of water pattering onto a metal or a plastic object below. OK, that’s a really boring answer to a prompt, so I’m going to be more interesting than that.
The sound could be the bizarre music of tiny aliens that have overtaken the pipes of the house. They play their music every night at midnight to send a signal back to the mother ship.
The sound could be the house itself. In its own language, the house could be trying to tell you something about the people who lived there before you did. Maybe the house is a huge gossip and is just waiting for someone to hear the juicy stories of all the drama that went down among its former residents. But why would this occur in the middle of the night? Because that’s when most of the drama happened.
But to make it more applicable to me personally, the sound is probably just my characters being up to no good. I can’t imagine what they’d be doing, though. Maybe having a midnight party in my head? No wonder I wake up so woozy sometimes…
(As usual, I know I didn’t completely answer the prompt, but that’s what writing is all about, right? Not following the rules!)