Writing Prompt #129: They would find a way to face a new tomorrow together even if tomorrow would be even worse than today.
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Writing Prompt #128
Writing Prompt #128: People laugh and point their fingers like she was a monkey at the zoo, she was in a cage but she was far more intelligent than a monkey.
Bird Rider (Story Fragment)
The clouds hung grey and heavy over the hill dotted haphazardly with houses. Their size varied from tiny units to massive eight bedroom, two story giants. Trees mottled the remaining space forming green organic blobs among the red square rooves. A bird sat on a TV antenna occasionally letting out a chirp calling to the other birds. Then it took off with a clatter of feathered wings. Sief held on tight to its neck feathers. If she fell her own wings were probably still not strong enough to save her from this height, even if it was only one story. The bird finally landed. Sief quickly slid to the ground. The bird ruffled its feathers and took off again. She looked up through the broccoli leaves to watch it fly away.
Writing Prompt #127
Writing Prompt #127: He was sitting in the palm tree occasionally throwing coconuts to scare the tourists.
Writing Prompt #122 Response
This is story is sad but left me wanting to know what happened to the character.
Here is a story response to one of my writing prompts Writing Prompt #122 by Teara Mori check out her blog Teara’s Thoughts.
Writing Prompt #126
Writing Prompt #126: She tried to hide behind the flowers, it didn’t work, she couldn’t make herself small enough.
Writing Challenge #3
Writing Challenge #3: Describe something you love then describe it as though you hate it.
Writing Prompt #125
Writing Prompt #125: She could see the look that the girl gave her, it was a look that said ‘stay away I am not someone you should mess with’, she approached the girl.
Writing Prompt #124
Writing Prompt #124: Sitting in the darkest corner he could see everyone more clearly than they could see him and that was how he liked it.
Image Writing Prompt #2
Writing Prompt #2:
‘Are you a mermaid?’
‘No but people often mistake me for one.’
Writing Prompt #123
Writing Prompt #123: It is an unkind world that has only made her a girl, where everyone else is something more.
Writing Prompt #122
Writing Prompt #122: Who could ever believe that she could be mine, such a strange and beautiful creature?
Writing Prompt #121
Writing Prompt #121: He happened to meet a man begging in the street who told him the most amazing story of how he got there.
Ghost Story (Short Story)
Wind hissed past my ears as I ran downhill. Sticks and gravel skidded under my feet occasionally. I had to check my pace as I hurtled past trees. If I tripped they would catch me. I hadn’t seen them but I could hear them behind me their panting an echo of mine. They called for me to stop. There was no way I was stopping not with a ghost chasing me. I didn’t dare glance back at the shadowy figure. I had nearly caught up to my friends. I yelled at them to run. Then I was in the middle of them. They grabbed me asking what was wrong spinning me around.
‘Ghost,’ I panted pulling at them to run with me.
I couldn’t see them but I could hear them around the corner panting and feet slipping. Then just as my friends were starting to run the girl rounded the corner.
‘Wait,’ she panted, ‘your phone.’
We all stopped and looked back at her and my friends looked at me with looks that asked seriously that’s your ghost.
‘Thanks,’ I took my phone from her, ‘I thought you were a ghost, I’m sorry I ran.’
She smiled at me and vanished.
Writing Prompt #117 Response
This is so lovely. A beautifully emotional story with a happy ending.
Here is a lovely response to one of my writing prompts Writing Prompt #117 by Teara Mori check out her blog Teara’s Thoughts. This is so lovely. A beautifully emotional story with a happy ending.
Writing Prompt #120
Writing Prompt #120: It happened one night, the event that changed everything leaving her world unrecognisable.
Writing Prompt #119
Writing Prompt #119: She remembered all the games they used to play together in their connected gardens.
Writing Challenge #2
Writing Challenge #2: Write down every word you can think of to describe a beach and what is on it. Write at least 30. Now write a paragraph or a poem about the beach without using any of those words.
Writing Prompt #118
Writing Prompt #118: She was a fighter always looking for trouble and finding it everywhere she went.
Writing Prompt #117
Writing Prompt #117: ‘Do you remember the first time we met?’ he asked.
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Writing Prompt #1:
‘I’m not afraid of you.’
‘You should be I just turned into a wolf.’
‘But you’re still you.’
Writing Prompt #116
Writing Prompt #116: She was just another woman with no name in a prison filled with numbers instead of people.
Writing Prompt #115
Writing Prompt #115: She never thought she would cry over him but she never expect to cry about anything.
Writing Prompt #114
Writing Prompt #114: He was no longer needed, anyone could take his place but he wouldn’t let them know that just yet, he still had to escape.
Writing Prompt #113
Writing Prompt #113: She saw it in the mirror, a flicker of movement in the corner of the room but when she turned to look it was gone.
Apples Aren’t Free (Story Fragment)
The apples clung to the branches in small unripe clusters. The tree was not quite leafy enough to hide them from sight. I waited expectantly for the birds to land. A crimson rosella landed, swayed for a second and tipped upside down. I leapt for its head by teeth snapped on empty air. I barked furiously as it flapped away. I lay down under the tree to wait panting a little. Another rosella landed, managing to stay upright. It sidled down the branch. I watched it carefully as the branch dipped lower under its weight. I stood up slowly muscles quivering with anticipation. I launched myself towards it jaws wide. I snapped them shut on a mouthful of feathers. I licked my mouth finding barely a trace of blood and the bird flapped away.
Writing Challenge #1
Writing Challenge #1: Write a poem or story where the first letters of each line or paragraph make a word or the alphabet. For example:
Below me lies the ground
I see it as I fly
Ready am I to sing as
Daylight fills the sky
Bird
Below me lies the ground
I see it as I fly
Ready am I to sing as
Daylight fills the sky
Writing Prompt #112
Writing Prompt #112: He could see her face in all his dreams but he couldn’t remember ever meeting her.
Writing Prompt #111
Writing Prompt #111: Waiting in the morning rain, he checked his watch impatiently, his transporter was late again.
Flaws
I look at you and think
A person how beautiful, I love that you have flaws
Differences make beauty
We hate our own and love each others
Not always
But someone will love yours, just wait and see
They are not really flaws
Writing Prompt #110
Writing Prompt #110: She spent most of her early life in railway stations it was how she got so good at reading people.
Writing Prompt #109
Writing Prompt #109: He just couldn’t believe that he could be so badly mistaken about a person.
Writing Prompt #108
Writing Prompt #108: She was waiting all alone for hours but they never came back.
Writing Prompt #107
Writing Prompt #107: She typed until her fingers cramped but it didn’t matter the story had to be finished tonight or people would die.
Writing Prompt #106
Writing Prompt #106: They promised each other that they would be each other’s only partners.
Writing Prompt #105
Writing Prompt #105: When his daughter was kidnapped from his car he vowed to never stop looking.
Writing Prompt #104
Writing Prompt #104: He never imagined one of his first suspects would become his greatest ally.
Writing Prompt #103
Writing Prompt #103: He could see the monster lurking in most people if he looked hard enough.
Writing Prompt #102
Writing Prompt #102: At first he thought he was hallucinating but then he started to believe what he saw.
Writing Prompt #101
Writing Prompt #101: She hadn’t been afraid of death since her only child was murdered.
Writing Prompt #100
Writing Prompt #100: She had fallen a long way all the way from governor of the prison to prisoner.
Writing Prompt #99
Writing Prompt #99: She knew this was no place for her baby, she had to let his father take him.
New Years Resolutions and Blog Goals 2017
I had a number of goals and resolutions for this blog last year here are the links to two of the posts, New Years Resolutions and Blog Goals 2016.
My first goal was to increase view, visitors and posts on my blog. I wanted 2500 views, 900 visitors and 200 posts. I had 6010 views, 2040 visitors and 257 posts. This year I want to write 400 posts including 300 writing prompts.
My second goal was to write twelve short stories of at least 500 words and post them on this blog. I did write them but as I predicted I wasn’t happy enough with most of them to share them with the world. However I did share one short story around 500 words and five around 100 words. This year I want to write and post 12 stories on this blog of any length.
My third goal was to post 40 poems on this blog but I only posted 9. This year I want to write and post 12 poems on this blog.
My last was to read and discover more blogs which I definitely did do. I even shared a couple. This year I want to continue to read and discover more blogs.