Writing Prompt
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Dispersion
It feels like everyone has been scattered around, Living now in small pockets, But when I look outside, it’s not quite true, When I open the door of my little den, In the afternoon light, I can see them all,… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Public
I find it difficult to write in public unless I’m in a place where I know for certain that no one can see what I’m writing. I write a lot easier when doing it by hand than with a laptop… Continue reading
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Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Damp
There was a large patch of land that I used to enjoy when I visited my elder sister and her partner. It was lush forest where everything was a pinwheel of greens and browns with a variety of other little… Continue reading
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Fee
When I was younger, actually not that long ago, I used to think there was a balance in my life, Not one that I had control over, not one I could dictate, Sometimes I would forget it was there, until… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Discontent
That’s how I feel with my inability to think of anything to accompany any of the leftover prompt words I have: discontent. I’m not sure what’s more frustrating: not finding the energy to start the post or not finding the… Continue reading
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Wednesday WriteO Character Prompt: Northeast
There are eight women who live about the continent of Maybella, each in charge of a direction on the compass. They guard the continent against hostile magic, each keeping to a tower in their respective area. Most renowned are the… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Meet
The first time that William Kemberton saw her, she was sitting cross-legged in a small clearing running her fingers through the grass. He paused at a tree before approaching her, surprised that anyone had dared to be on his family’s… Continue reading
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Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Fourteenth
My fourteenth birthday party is the easiest to describe because there wasn’t one. The only times I had some semblance of a party was from ages 1-6, then 11, then 13, and then 18-21. 1-6 was thrown by mother. 11… Continue reading
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Room
In my room, there is a warmth that belongs to me, In my room, my desk sits at the window, In my room, a view of the street I can see, In my room, I see the morning glow, In… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Transform
I’ve always liked the idea of transformation whether it be something like fictional Transformers or more realistic like the metamorphosis of a butterfly. I think it’s because I admire great change. Change that is good or in a good way,… Continue reading
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