Creative Writing

Creative Writing Exercises That Actually Teach You Something

Kia Orion | | 16 min read

Most writing exercises are just prompts wearing a costume.

Natalie Goldberg used to run writing practice sessions in Taos, New Mexico, where she'd give a room full of eager students an exercise so simple it almost felt insulting. Describe the contents of your refrigerator. Write about your hands. Tell me what you ate for lunch. People would shift in their seats, a little annoyed, expecting something grander. Then they'd start writing, and within ten minutes the room would go quiet in that particular way rooms go quiet when people are actually working. The writing that came out of those sessions was routinely better than what the same students produced when given elaborate fictional scenarios. Goldberg knew something most exercise lists don't: a good exercise trains a specific capacity the way a musician practices scales before performing a concerto. The scale isn't the performance. But the performance falls apart without it.

Hemingway told a version of the same story about his years at the Kansas City Star. The newspaper's style guide was brutally simple. Use short sentences. Use short first paragraphs. Use vigorous English. He later said those constraints taught him more about writing than anything else. The rules didn't make him creative. They trained specific muscles, sentence economy and concrete nouns and forward momentum, that he then used for the rest of his career.

I think about this distinction a lot because the internet is full of "writing exercises" that are really just prompts. "Write about a time you felt afraid." "Describe your favorite place." These aren't bad, but they don't train anything in particular. They're open fields. A real exercise has a constraint, a wall you have to write against, and that wall is what builds the skill. If you can write about anything in any way you choose, you'll default to your habits. The exercise becomes repetition of what you already know. Put a constraint on it, remove all adjectives or write using only dialogue or limit yourself to exactly one hundred words, and suddenly you're forced into unfamiliar territory. That's where the learning happens.

What follows are twenty exercises organized by the specific skill they train. They aren't prompts. Each one has a constraint that isolates a particular capacity: observation, rhythm, compression, invention, or imitation. Some of them come from writers who used variations of these methods in their own practice. Some I've adapted from teaching. A few I'm honestly not sure where I first encountered them, which probably means they've been circulating among writers long enough that nobody remembers the source.

The goal isn't to do all twenty in a week. Pick one. Do it honestly. See what it teaches you.


The best exercises for your prose start with your eyes, not your imagination

Most writers think the fundamental skill is invention, making things up. But if you read Eudora Welty's essays on writing, she keeps returning to a different starting point: observation. She argued that a writer's ability to see, really see, the physical world determines the quality of everything else. You can't render a fictional room convincingly if you've never paid close attention to a real one. Joan Didion did something similar. Her notebooks are full of inventories, lists of objects and colors and temperatures, the way a painter might sketch before starting a canvas.

These exercises train observation and sensory specificity. They're deceptively simple.

Sit in one room for fifteen minutes and describe everything you see, hear, smell, and feel against your skin, without using a single metaphor or simile. This forces you into concrete language. Virginia Woolf's sensory passages in Mrs Dalloway work because she stays with the literal sensation before letting it become anything else. When you ban yourself from comparison, you have to find the precise noun, the exact verb. The writing gets harder and better simultaneously.

Pick someone you know well and describe them in a single paragraph using only their gestures and physical habits, never their appearance. Don't mention their hair color or height or the shape of their face. Describe how they hold a coffee cup, or what they do with their hands when they're listening, or how they stand in a doorway when they're about to leave. Welty once wrote that a character's gesture tells you more than a page of psychological description. This exercise proves her right almost every time.

Take a walk you've taken a hundred times and write about it as if you're a visitor seeing the neighborhood for the first time. Goldberg used versions of this in Writing Down the Bones, and it works because familiarity is the enemy of observation. You stop seeing things you pass every day. Forcing the visitor's perspective reopens your attention. Notice what you've been walking past.

Find a paragraph you've written that relies heavily on visual description. Rewrite it replacing every visual detail with a sound. This is a strange one, and it can feel awkward. But it trains you to work in sensory channels you probably neglect. Most writers default to sight. Shifting to sound changes the rhythm of the prose too, because sounds happen in time, and that temporal quality pulls the writing forward in ways that static visual description doesn't.

If these observation exercises start to feel like free writing, they're related. The difference is the constraint. Free writing lets you go anywhere. These force you to stay with the physical world.


Good dialogue is written by ear, and your ear needs separate training

Elmore Leonard famously said he tried to leave out the parts that people skip. What he meant, mostly, was dialogue. His scenes move on talk. But the reason Leonard's dialogue works isn't that it sounds like real speech. Real speech is boring, full of filler and repetition and half-finished thoughts. His dialogue sounds like a distilled version of real speech, and getting to that distillation requires training your ear the way a musician trains theirs, learning to hear rhythm and pacing and the places where silence does more work than words.

George Saunders has written about reading his sentences aloud as a revision method, listening for the places where his mouth stumbles or his attention drifts. Robert Frost called it "the sound of sense," the idea that you should be able to hear the meaning of a sentence even through a closed door, from its rhythm alone, before you catch the individual words. These exercises work on that.

Write a two-page scene between two characters using only dialogue, with no tags, no action beats, no description of any kind. Nothing but the words they say. Raymond Carver's best stories approach this level of spareness, and what you'll find is that without tags and beats to lean on, each line of dialogue has to do more. The reader needs to hear which character is speaking from the voice alone. That's a high bar, and reaching for it teaches you to differentiate voices in ways that "he said, she said" never demands.

Think of a conversation you had in the last week that stuck with you. Reconstruct it from memory, writing it out as dialogue. Don't try to get it verbatim. What you remember is what mattered, and the gaps in your memory will tell you something about what makes dialogue memorable versus forgettable. The lines you can't remember were probably the ones that didn't carry weight. This exercise trains your instinct for which lines to keep and which to cut.

Choose a paragraph of your own prose and read it aloud. Every sentence that makes you stumble or pause awkwardly, rewrite until it reads smoothly on the tongue. Saunders does this obsessively, and he's described it as the closest thing he has to a reliable revision method. The ear catches problems the eye skips. If you can't say it aloud without tripping, your reader will trip too, even silently.

Pick a passage from a writer whose prose rhythm you admire. Read it aloud several times until you can feel the pattern. Then write a paragraph of your own on any subject, trying to match that rhythm. Then write the same paragraph again in your own natural rhythm. You're not trying to copy permanently. You're trying to feel the difference between your default rhythm and other possibilities. Once you've felt a different cadence in your own writing, you can't unfeel it. You start making rhythmic choices where before you were just defaulting.

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Learning to leave things out is harder than learning to put things in

There's a famous story, probably apocryphal, about Hemingway writing a complete story in six words: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." Whether he actually wrote it doesn't matter much. The idea beneath it matters. The story works because of what's missing. Your mind fills in the grief, the nursery that won't be used, the conversation that must have happened before someone placed that ad. Hemingway's iceberg theory says the dignity of movement of an iceberg is due to only one-eighth of it being above water. The same is true of prose. What you leave out gives weight to what remains.

Anton Chekhov wrote in a letter that if you say in the first chapter that a rifle hangs on the wall, in the second or third chapter it must go off. But the reverse is also an exercise in restraint: the skill of implying the rifle without ever mentioning it. Amy Hempel's In the Cemetery Where Al Jolson Is Buried tells a story about a dying friend where the narrator's grief is almost never stated directly, and that indirection is what makes it devastating. These exercises train that muscle.

Write a complete story, with a beginning, middle, and end, in exactly one hundred words. Not ninety-nine, not one hundred and one. The exact count matters because it forces you into decisions. Every word has to justify its presence the way Flannery O'Connor insisted every word should. You'll find yourself cutting adjectives first, then adverbs, then entire sentences you thought were necessary. What survives the cut is usually the strongest material.

Choose an emotion, any emotion, and write a half-page scene that conveys it without ever naming it. The character can't say they're sad, the narrator can't tell us they're angry, nobody can think about how afraid they are. Chekhov's version of this advice was to describe the physical world in a way that makes the reader feel what the character feels. A nervous character notices every small sound in a room. A grieving character sees objects the dead person touched. The emotion lives in the details, not the label.

Take a paragraph you've drafted recently and remove every single adjective. Read what remains. Sometimes the paragraph is better. That's a useful and uncomfortable discovery. When it's worse, notice which adjectives were actually doing necessary work and which were decoration. This exercise doesn't mean adjectives are bad. It means most writers use three where one would do, and this is the fastest way I know to see that pattern in your own writing.

Write a scene between two people where the most important thing happening between them is never said directly. Maybe it's an apology neither of them can make. Maybe one of them has received terrible news. Maybe they're both pretending a relationship isn't ending. The skill here is subtext, keeping the real story beneath the surface while the characters talk about weather or groceries or whose turn it is to drive. I don't know what to make of the fact that this exercise is the one students resist most and also the one that produces the best writing. Maybe directness feels safer, and safety doesn't make for interesting prose.


Your imagination gets stronger when you force it to work inside a box

This sounds wrong at first. We tend to think of imagination as boundless, unconstrained, a wide open sky. But Kafka didn't write about being a bug because he had no constraints. He wrote about being a bug within the rigorous constraints of realistic domestic fiction, a man wakes up, his family reacts, he has to deal with his job. The imaginative leap is enormous, but it lands inside a very ordinary structure. Borges did the same thing. His most fantastical stories are grounded in the specific textures of libraries and academic footnotes and Buenos Aires street names. The box gives the imagination something to push against.

Ursula K. Le Guin understood this as well as anyone. In Steering the Craft, her book of writing exercises, she repeatedly gives assignments that seem to restrict creativity but actually provoke it. Italo Calvino's If on a Winter's Night a Traveler is an entire novel built on a formal constraint, each chapter begins a different story that never finishes, and the constraint is what generates the inventiveness.

Choose an everyday event, making coffee, checking the mail, sitting in traffic, and write it from the perspective of an object present in the scene. The coffee mug, the mailbox, the steering wheel. This isn't a cute gimmick. It forces you out of human default perception and into a radically different relationship with the physical world. What does a coffee mug know? What does it notice? The answers you come up with will be strange, and strangeness is the beginning of original prose.

Take a story you've read recently and continue it from the antagonist's point of view, giving that character the same complexity and sympathy the original author gave the protagonist. Jean Rhys did a version of this with Wide Sargasso Sea, which retells Jane Eyre from the perspective of the "madwoman in the attic." The exercise trains you to hold multiple perspectives simultaneously, which is one of those capacities that sounds abstract until you try it and realize how much it changes the way you construct scenes.

Write a scene set exactly one hundred years from now, but you can only include technology that already exists today. No inventing gadgets. No speculative devices. Use current technology in a future context and see what that friction produces. Calvino would have loved this kind of constraint because it forces the imagination to work laterally rather than in a straight line, finding strangeness in the familiar rather than importing strangeness from outside.

Describe your own street, your own neighborhood, as if you've never been there, as if you've arrived from somewhere so different that everything here looks foreign. What would confuse you? What would you misunderstand? What would seem beautiful that you currently ignore? This is defamiliarization, the literary technique of making the reader see ordinary things as if for the first time, and it was one of Kafka's fundamental tools. For more imagination-based starting points, see our writing prompts collection.


Imitation isn't cheating, it's how every writer in history actually learned

Hunter S. Thompson used to sit at his typewriter and copy The Great Gatsby word for word, page after page, because he wanted to feel what it was like to write sentences that good. He wasn't trying to become Fitzgerald. He was trying to understand, in his hands and in his muscles, how those sentences were built. Benjamin Franklin did the same thing two centuries earlier with the Spectator essays, rewriting them from memory and comparing his version to the original, looking for gaps in his technique.

Call it practice, not plagiarism. Cormac McCarthy's early novels borrow Faulkner's long cascading sentences and Southern Gothic density so openly that reviewers commented on it, but McCarthy needed to write through Faulkner to find his own voice on the other side. Every musician learns other people's songs. Every painter copies the masters. Writing has the same tradition, even though we talk about it less, probably because there's a vague anxiety around originality that makes imitation feel like a confession of inadequacy rather than a sign of serious study, which, if you think about it for more than a minute, is a strange anxiety to have about an art form that's been built on influence and response for thousands of years.

Choose a paragraph from a writer you admire, copy it out by hand, word for word, then keep writing in that voice for another full page. The hand-copying matters. Typing is too fast. When you copy by hand, you feel the sentence rhythms differently, the way a phrase turns, where the commas fall, how long the writer waits before landing the verb. Then continuing in that voice shows you where your instincts align with theirs and where they diverge. The divergences are the interesting part.

Take a scene from a novel you love and rewrite it in a completely different genre. A Hemingway fishing scene as science fiction. A Jane Austen drawing room as a thriller. A Toni Morrison passage as comedy. The exercise strips the content away from the style and forces you to see how genre conventions shape prose at the sentence level, not just at the level of plot.

Find a poem whose structure you admire, the way its stanzas build, how it turns at a particular moment, where it speeds up and slows down, and write a prose paragraph that follows the same structural pattern but with entirely different content. Le Guin recommended something like this in Steering the Craft. It trains structural thinking, the awareness that writing has architecture beneath its surface.

Pick a writer whose work you find genuinely difficult or alien to your taste. Write a two-page pastiche of their style. Don't parody them. Try to write something they might actually have written, something good in their mode. This is the hardest exercise on this list because it requires you to temporarily abandon your own preferences and inhabit a sensibility you might resist. McCarthy did this with Faulkner. Rhys did it with Charlotte Bronte. The result isn't that you become them. The result is that your range expands, and you understand your own preferences better by having felt an alternative from the inside. Imitation is one of the fastest paths to developing a writing voice, precisely because it teaches you what your voice isn't.


There's a temptation, having read through twenty exercises, to bookmark this page and think of it as done. I get that. But reading about exercises and doing them are so different that they're almost unrelated activities. A single exercise done honestly this afternoon, pen to paper, constraint in place, fifteen minutes of real effort, will teach you more than fifty exercises skimmed on a lunch break.

The practice accumulates. That's the thing Goldberg kept telling her students in Taos, and the thing Hemingway's Kansas City Star editors knew without saying it. You don't get better by understanding the theory of getting better. You get better by sitting down and writing against a constraint, today, and then doing it again tomorrow.

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