More Writing Goals
I left my post yesterday feeling unfinished, even though I said a lot. The lack of concrete-ness in my goals still bothered me.
Creative Writing Challenge Complete!
I’m thrilled to report that I fulfilled my goal with 100% success! Not only did I accomplish my goal, but in doing so, I completed my New Year’s resolution as well.
The Benton Manor Fire
It wasn’t long before the inside of the manor house glowed with an orange light. Flames licked up the sides of the window frames as heavy draperies caught fire.
Glance From A Winter Window
The window panes fogged as I leaned closer, my breath casting a warm haze over the wintry scene below. One branch caught my eye as it bobbed and swung back into place, out of step with the swaying movements of the others.
Otter Creek Park
The season would end after October, and I’d be a normal high school student for a while. But I looked forward to the season starting up again so I could go back to the park.
The Imperial Orchestra
The anxious hush behind stage was beginning to be overpowered by the muffled buzz of the audience filling the seats in the auditorium on the other side of the curtain. It was nearly time.
Dearly Departed
Sandra was ambitious, adventurous, thoughtful, resilient, and kind. She tried to live her life full of gratitude for the privileges she was given and the success she received.
A Numbers Game
You had one too many
There’s no two ways about it
You were three sheets to the wind
Shipwrecked
The irony of the situation was the hardest part. “What five items would you take with you if you were stranded on a deserted island?” How many times had that question, or some variation of it, been asked as an ice breaker?
The Quarry
My mind went to all manner of fairy tales and fantasy monsters that lurk in such places…wraiths and dementors and who knows what else. But I have always prided myself on being a rational person. There’s no such thing as monsters.
Foreclosure
She walked through the hall and felt the floorboards creak beneath her feet, like the bones creaking inside her body. They were the same.
Progress: Baby Steps
Yes, practice makes perfect. But knowing what to practice is key. I can’t shoot hoops in the driveway every day and expect to be a great basketball player. I might be really good at making shots, but that doesn’t mean I know how to play the game.
The Cleanmaker’s Keeper
As the days turned, I began to sink further into my cozy tray, feeling myself forming more and more to the grooves of my dish. What a lovely sensation, to grow into your home.
Montclair Court
Despite the fact that she couldn’t make toast and brew coffee at the same time without flipping the breaker, she found this place to have a simple charm, in the way only a penny-poor young woman with a fresh taste of independence would.
Give Me Freedom And Give Me Death
A tired nurse tries to catch her breath
But all around her, she’s met with death
The Floating Market
His traditional straw hat was adorned with the long stalks of brightly colored gladiolas, making him look a bit ridiculous. But Rama was always the showman, and balancing authenticity with eccentricity was a key to attracting foreign shoppers. So ridiculousness was really a business tactic.