Believe in You

Here’s my offering for this week’s Weekly Tanka Challenge, hosted by Kiwinana at Ramblings of a Writer.  The words are “dreams” and “achieved”. The prompt can be found here.  Go and check it out!


Aim high, reach further

Breathe deep, believe in your dreams

Though it’s not easy

One day you’ll look back amazed

At the great things you achieved

Weekend Writing Prompt #3 – Imperfect

A word and photo prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  Use the prompts separately or together.  It’s up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes (it’s not a competition) but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Imperfect

Photo Prompt

 

Challenge

Prose Challenge – Write a story in exactly 100 words that is inspired in some way by either the word prompt or the photo prompt.

Poetry Challenge – Write a poem of at least ten lines, where every other line contains the word “imperfect” or one of its synonyms.

Can’t wait to read what you have come up with!


Looking for a place to submit your work to?  Check out Dreaming Spirit Press’s open submissions

Excavating the Archives: The Abbey Ruins

The full moon cast an eerie glow over the abbey ruins, lighting up the yellow stone work in shades of pale gold.

Through the empty doorway a shadow moved, indistinct, but with purpose, an unfulfilled mission, centuries old, repeated each night, over and over, on a quest for peace.


Originally posted on this blog June 2014, here:

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2014/06/23/the-abbey-ruins/

Waiting for Wings

She stood at the very edge of the escarpment, at that point where her heels were still on the top of the hill but her toes were dangling off the edge, hovering in the air.

It was a long way down.  

She closed her eyes and stretched out her arms, imagining that they were covered in feathers, and with one leap could catch an updraft and fly off to…well, anywhere she wanted to go.  Just like in the story where the chieftain’s son had grown wings so he could fly to the sun and save his sister from the god who wanted to marry her.

With a desperate sigh, she took a few steps back.  One day she knew that dream would see her falling off the edge and tumbling into nothingness.

But it wasn’t today.  She hadn’t learned to fly yet.

Words on Writing #3 – Anne Frank

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“If I haven’t any talent for writing books or

newspaper articles, well, then I can

always write for myself.”


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