I cannot believe we are at Week 6 of ‘100 Word Prompts’. It is so lovely to see more entries each week, so I hope that means people are feeling more confident to have a go.
This week we have a photograph from one of our Little Adventures. It was taken at Castle Drogo in Devon, which is owned by the National Trust. Unlike many of their properties, it was designed and built in 20th century by Sir Edwin Lutyens. It has undergone a nine year consergvation project and this sculpture was installed during a time when much of the castle was wrapped in plastic.
So, what do you see?
Who are these figures?
Where have they come from?
What are they doing here?
Is it sinister or easily explained?
Let your imagination fly. Remember, there is no wrong answer or interpretation.
How to Share Your Writing
You can respond in any of these ways:
1. In the comments under each prompt post — this is the simplest way to share.
2. As a link — if you have your own publication and have posted there, pop the link in the comments
3. By email — if you’d like to be considered for a future Community Showcase (where I share selected 100-word pieces).
4. Privately — if you just want to write for yourself.
There’s no obligation to share — reading, thinking, or quietly drafting all count as participation. But sharing your work allows others to be encouraged and provides your words with an audience.
The ‘100 Word’ Guidelines
· Keep your piece to 100 words or fewer.
· Don’t worry about being exact — 95 or 105 is perfectly fine.
· Focus on feeling, not formality. This is about expression, not precision
Community Values
This space is built on kindness.
If you choose to share, please read others’ work with empathy and encouragement.
We’re here to support beginnings — not to critique or compare
If you have got to this point but still don’t feel confident to join in, please leave a comment to let me know. There are times when I have this vision of all of you just deleting the email when it arrives!
Hi Julia- I’m working on a longer version of this story for a post- but here’s my 100-word version to share! It’s called The Wrapped Castle.
When Castle Drogo was wrapped in white cloth, villagers called it the Faerie’s Cloak, for anything veiled becomes a doorway. At dawn, two shimmering figures appeared—Watchers of the Veil, guardians of all things becoming. They stood as the castle dreamed beneath its shroud, listening to stone remember itself. Some swore the wrapping glowed; others heard laughter in the wind.
And the elders whispered: Where something becomes, the Fair Folk return—for in those breathless in-between moments, the Otherworld leans close enough to touch, to be felt by the next place that dares to dream itself new.
Thanks for the inspiration! 💛✨
A few moments with my hot water and lemon, getting the grey cells up and running:
Those Bloody Builders (100 words)
It’s never easy finding builders. She’d had to ignore her husband’s complaints about ‘bloody foreigners, over here stealing our jobs’. It’s not like he’d done the work in the fifteen years she’d be asking for a studio. Pale they might have been, but happy to work into the night. Simple branding too, no wasted investment to be added onto her bill. S.P. Ectral, Foreign-sounding but reassuring somehow. “And it is totally soundproofed”. “Of course, madam. We’ll just step next door into your husband’s workroom. He’s already there, of course”. They were right. She couldn’t hear a single word of complaint.