Monday Motivation Writing Challenge
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What if every single thing you did in a day just went wrong? Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
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What if every single thing you did in a day just went wrong? Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
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Smoke swirled in the air, thickening, forming a shape.
Hands, eyes, mouth.
It spoke…
Is it a ghost? A mirage? Something far more sinister? Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
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This is Harvey, one of the only friends I let dribble on me. I would love to know what’s going through his mind sometimes. What has he seen that makes him so happy?
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Maybe it’s a horror story? Maybe it’s just your cat licking the BBQ sauce off your hand? Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
It’s raining. I’m tired. I don’t know where to start. Here’s some motivation for your Monday. Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
What the hell happened last night? Who is Sam – or what is happening at 5AM? Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
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Here’s a writing prompt to get your brain in gear on this meteorologically actually-not-too-bad Monday morning. It’s up to you whether his story ends well, but here’s how it should start. Link to your story in the comments or respond in a new post and I’ll reblog my favourite one.
Here’s an exercise that’s quite fun. Write down a word beginning with each letter of the alphabet. If you’ve got 26 friends, get them to write a word each. Then, write a short story using every single one. It’s difficult, but that’s half the challenge. If you want a theme, love and war usually work for any set of words. Here’s mine:
I remember when I met that MOROSE VIXEN, one NIGHT in YEMEN. The sky was filled with WONDER as I looked out from the SLIMY UNDERGROWTH, drunk on JUICY KETAMINE. She was like some kind of QUEST to which I had to REDIRECT my attentions, away from my obsession with PAPRIKA TEA. The way she looked at me, stared into my soul like a BIONIC woman, ready to throw a GRENADE into the ORIFICE of my heart, DESTROY my self-control, cause a HOLOCAUST of the senses. Why would someone like her ever go for a LOSER like me? She CONTINUES to watch me with X-RAY eyes, turning me into some kind of ZEALOT for her. She fills an ENVELOPE with every letter of the ALPHABET, hides it in my pocket. She’s like an ILLNESS, killing me slowly with a love like bad FICTION, finding new ways to torture me.