I get daily writing prompts from Sarah Selecky, and I’ve decided that I’ll post my results from said prompts — ones that I feel won’t lead to anything longer. Yesterday’s prompt was to write a scene of dialogue with this opening line: “It could be coming from the ground.”
I’m all about dialogue — love writing it — probably because I love talking. In the fifth grade, I wrote a Halloween-themed ghost story for a district contest, and I was so proud of that thing, but mine didn’t get picked. I remember asking the teacher (Mrs. Finley, one of my favorite and sweetest teachers) why and she said, “Oh, dear, the whole thing was nothing but dialogue.” Funny how critiques like that can stay with you.
Anyway, here’s my scene.
“It could be coming from the ground.”
“Are you kidding me? You’re an idiot.”
“What? It sounds like it’s coming from the ground.”
“Ghosts do not make noises along the ground.”
“How do you know?”
“No one has ever felt a cold spot or gotten a crazy EMF reading on the ground.”
“Really? Is that your expert opinion there, Mr. TAPS?”
“God, shut up, dude. I can’t hear anything right now for your mouth.”
“Perhaps you need to grab your EVP recorder.”
“That’s the first good idea you’ve had all night.”
Machine clicks on.
“Is there anyone else here? Anyone who’d like to talk to us?”
“Yeah, my ass.”
Loud farting noise.
“Dammit, Rusty, you’re ruining this.”
“Ruining what? Dude, this is a waste of —”
(From a distance) “Help! No, noooooo!”
“Son of a bitch. It was coming from the ground.”