I have a confession to make. Lately, I’ve been addicted to watching documentaries and docuseries on Netflix. And one, in particular, stood out to me: Trainwreck: Woodstock ’99. Today’s writing prompt is inspired by what’s covered in that docuseries (It’s worth a watch.) and the trainwreck that was Woodstock ’99.

Keep reading to see today’s full writing prompt and my completed version of it: It Was a Blast, Man.

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Today’s Writing Prompt: Party Like it’s Woodstock ’99

Today, write a scene based on real stories from what happened at Woodstock ’99.

To get ideas for what to write, watch the docuseries currently on Netflix mentioned above or search for some articles written about it online. Here are a couple of articles you might find interesting: 19 Worst Things About Woodstock ’99 by Rolling Stone and The 7 most heinous “Trainwreck: Woodstock ’99” revelations from Netflix’s docuseries by Salon.

You can get creative and write from the perspective of an attendee, a vendor, a performer, security, etc. However, be sure the story is set in 1999— before the age of smartphones when MTV was still kind of popular and frosted tips were recently a trend and everyone was worried about what would happen at midnight on January 1, 2000, and …

Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt

It Was a Blast, Man, by K.E. Creighton

After the trailers exploded and fires as tall as buildings started raging, he knew he had to get out of there. As fast as possible. But he couldn’t find a way out. And his crew was now long gone. Now it was just him and his camera, and the mindless mob.

The tarmac had morphed into an impromptu war zone. All the rage and drugs in the crowd had finally set in and were palpable everywhere.

There was a large crowd infiltrating a vendor tent to loot water bottles to his left, while another one to his right beat an ATM machine with poles attempting to get at least a sliver of their money’s worth. There were also a few people with no shirts on climbing a sound tower in front of him, screaming at the top of their lungs while the mob below them standing in piles of trash chanted back.

He was only still here because he had to capture as much video footage as he could for his media company. But he wasn’t a war correspondent or trained for this. He was supposed to be listening to great live music, talking to happy festival-goers in the crowd, and having a good time. Not fearing for his life. Not dodging violent mobs and explosions. Or living in filth without clean water to drink that didn’t cost a fortune.

When he finally reached the periphery of the crowd, he was clubbed over the head and landed in a small lake of septic mud. The state troopers had finally arrived.

[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

After I watched the Trainwreck docuseries mentioned at the beginning of this post, there were certain images and visions that simply wouldn’t leave my mind. I tried to capture at least a little of what stuck with me from the docuseries, in the limited amount of time I had to write today.

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