What would you do if the town you lived in had a nuclear power plant that was occupied or could explode at any moment? Today’s writing prompt is about envisioning what that would be like. Keep reading to see today’s full writing prompt and my completed version of it: A Nuclear Occupation.
Today’s Writing Prompt: A Nuclear Occupation
For this writing prompt, write about citizens who are living in a town that has a nuclear power plant that has been recently occupied by an invader or that has been starting to malfunction. The purpose of today’s writing prompt is to harness suspense in your writing and to capture the anxiety and fears of the people of the town. Try to write at least 300 words. And write from a third-person omniscient perspective.
Today’s writing prompt is inspired by what a Ukrainian town is currently going through with its Russian-occupied nuclear power plant. I also recently finished reading Foundation by Isaac Asimov, in which nuclear power plays a huge part in universal politics.
Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt
A Nuclear Occupation, by K.E. Creighton
Madeline sat on her front porch swing staring at the two giant squatty-tank-beaker-looking cylinders across the barren field with the retention pond in front of her house. The invaders had started controlling them last month when they occupied the nuclear power plant. And now there was no steamy smoke coming from them while Madeline stared at them, which made them seem stagnant and useless, especially behind the still and peaceful retention water. Ironic, seeing as how they were even more threatening now. And more unpredictably combustible.
While she stared ahead, Madeline picked at the cuticle on her right thumb with the nail on her right index finger in an effort to focus her anxious energy. She was starting to feel nuclearly occupied herself. All her thoughts, feelings, actions– everything— were now occupied by the nuclear occupation. And she and her family had no evacuation route or plan, for their bodies or their minds.
Now it was difficult to cook, clean, or work. And not just because the nuclear reactors were occupied by an invading army. Sleep was nearly unattainable now. Everything was reactive and interrupted. Or lethally still. The equal force of relief and apprehension they felt when everything became quiet was exhausting.
The Smiths left last week to find work two towns away after Fred was forced to leave the plant, unsure if and when they can return. The O’Donoghues from two blocks over abandoned their duplex in the middle of the night because they were worried about their little Jimmy’s safety and education. And the Patels left after the invaders blitzed and looted Dr. Patel’s Free Clinic on Main Street.
Madeline and her family, as well as the Jacksons next door, however, were among the few who were determined to stay. They stayed through the nightly shellings and rotating roadblocks and arbitrary seizures. They stayed through the extreme exhaustion due to the rolling waves of adrenaline and silence.
Just yesterday Madeline’s mother was irate when a soldier confiscated her raw deli meat and baking soda. And the day before that, her sister sustained shrapnel to the leg while walking through the park. Then this morning Madeline had to leave school early due to an air raid. That’s why she had the time to sit on the porch swing staring off into the distance at the nuclear power plant across the pond, wondering when, not if, it was going to blow.
[All Rights Reserved by K.E. Creighton and Creighton’s Compositions LLC. The above work is a piece of fiction. All names and locations referred to are the product of the author’s imagination and are used entirely for fictional purposes. Any similarities to real-life persons or places are purely coincidental.]
Notes on Completing this Writing Prompt
I have never lived in a town where a nuclear reactor has been present let alone occupied by invading military forces. I can only imagine the extreme anxiety this would put residents in at all times. Especially children and parents. I tried the best I could to capture this in my writing.