Be Brief (A Very Short Story)

You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter. Bonus twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible. “Tag! You’re It!” Balling the paper, I tossed and aimed for his head. Bullseye! He turns and glares. I stuck my tongue out at him and fled.

The Serial Killer: Losses

Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more. I’ve lost many things in life. Lost opportunities, lost love, lost time, lost books, lost friends, lost competitions. Some of these have less significance than others. But I do feel that something has died in me whenever I felt that I’ve lost something. Yet I hate that feeling of vulnerability, I hate that feeling of feeling exposed or admitting to losing. Sometimes I wish I had more support around me. Being brought up by numbers and results, I was taught to only trust …

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Songs In Life

Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you? At the moment, my level of Spanish is under total beginner, yet some of the most important songs in my life are Spanish. Perhaps it is time to learn or pick up the language. Song 1: Besame Mucho One of the purest songs I can ever feel. Maybe because I desire to be kissed with true passion. Yet sadly, the kisses I shared where I truly gave my emotions away have not resulted to anything truly substantial at the time of writing. Is …

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A Room With A View

If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now? The spacious wooden floor, the booming sounds of music, the unconfined amounts of air that lets me expand my emotions. The place where I can feel at ease. The floor is my canvas, the music is my inspiration. The only things that limit me are my emotions and the way my body functions. When it’s quiet, I can only hear the sound of my heels scratching the floor, the swish of my lycra skirt, the slide of the suede against the …

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20 Minutes Of Unbridled Writing

I’m back for more writing challenges! Since I couldn’t start Day 1 until today (technically, we’re on Day 5, but it’s been a nutty week!), here’s to an outbreak of my thoughts through writing! Or rather…this is perhaps the truest form to my thinking pattern. So…free writing for 20 minutes. This is perhaps where my true blathering begins. Wait…I need a drink…I need my brew! 1 minute later: I found cranberry juice hiding in my fridge. This is neither caffeinated nor intoxicating, but given I have a rather nasty sore at the moment, I had better lay off anything that …

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