Writing Prompt

Dear Soren,

We are almost there! Two more weeks and I’ll finally get to meet you. I'm so excited, but I’m also really nervous. Going back in time is a lot different then just sending letters. What happens if the machine breaks down mid-transport? Mom told me I have to stop thinking so negatively, so to help me look on the brighter side I worked on getting you a gift for when we meet. I can’t tel...

Knock, knock! (You had doors back then, right?)

How have you been? Surviving, I’m guessing. You’d be surprised how much people would love to hear that word now… or not! …I don’t know… It’s a little hard to not make a joke every second to lighten the mood here. Every year has it’s waves of highs and lows, but 25 years of this is just getting ridiculous - agree?

Turning away from the obvious, I hop...

Hi Girlfriend 😊

Greetings from the North Pole! I’m having an amazing time, trying new activities, learning, and relaxing too. On my first full day I tried paddle boarding. It was physically difficult but doable. The water was delightful.

Since most ice caps melted half a century ago and global warming raised the temperature here to a “cool” 60 degrees, no one freezes! Did you know ...

Hey Jae, I hope you get this letter. To be fair, I didn’t think you’d be able to recode this fragment onto what you call, a “tablet.” The year is 2125 here. After the 4th world war, humanity just kind of…changed.

Have the governments there started phone curfews yet? I remember learning about this in our grade 13 modules. Our learning pods transferred the images of what you’ll face soon. I wonder...

*not the prompt*

Ode to the roses and their sweet sorrow,

Stained by the blood of Cupid’s arrow,

Burnt from the fire of the torches of Nero.

I have not seen such beauty since

You took the roses when you left

After you killed me with the thorns on their stems

Dipped in poison that sought my heart.

Tainted my blood with love and sin.

Place them at my grave once I die

By the stone that says,“ ...

Hey,

I haven’t figured out how I’m going to send this to you yet. I guess it doesn’t matter. Even if I could send it to you, how would you read it? Using pen and appear is so awkward, but I can’t do anything that would give up my location, so no electronic tranmsmssions of any kind. It’s a shame, some of the old cell towers still work.

Back in the day, I travelled with a notebook and pen and even...

She stared at the screen, ready to send the warp mail. How was Lydia going to take it, this centennial contact of complete unexpected-ness? Tiffany hit ‘send’ and looked away from the screen quickly as if in denial that she sent the missive at all....

To my old friend, Alex—

I don’t even know if this will ever reach you. Hell, I’m not even sure I’ll get a message back. But if by some miracle this makes it through—if the wormhole stabilizer holds—then maybe this letter will find its way across the years.

It’s been 100 years, Alex. One full century.

Somehow, I made the jump. I skipped forward. I don’t fully understand how I survived it—or why....

Hey, we haven’t talked in quite a while. I know what you’re thinking, and I’m sorry. Sorry for everything really.

I know that no cheezy apologies of mine will fix things, but before you toss this letter aside….please Jane, just give me a chance. I need you to sit down for a moment and just read this.

It was hard for me too. I didn’t exactly have a choice—not in a way you think. I don’t remember ...

So, do you remember ‘The butterfly effect’? A movie where somebody travels to the past to influence the future. Or the other way around, I don’t remember exactly. Anyway, or didn’t work. Every change had consequences that were not pleasant. Turned out he just had to accept the present.

I didn’t do that, accepting the present I mean. How could I, could you or anyone? The world was going to hell. T...