12. Greeting: Write a story or poem that starts with the word “hello”
Tag: fiction
Prompt 11: Dragon
11. Dragon: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language. Continue reading
Prompt 9: Animals
9. Animals: Choose an animal. Write about it!
((Should have posted two yesterday, making it up today))
The hazel eyes catch my attention first, the shimmer of orange in them continue between the black stripes adorning his body. The strength in his muscles stop me in my tracks. It’s majestic beauty captivates me. His paws are as big as my face and his teeth could easily rip my flesh but I still love his ferocious roar.
He sees me.
I freeze.
There is no way I can outrun him or fight him. Tigers are much more powerful than a mere human. All I can hope is that if I stay still enough he will not find me threatening or tasty and move on through the bush. I see his ears moving in my direction as if inspecting my aura, he moves closer. I stop breathing. As he nears me, I close my eyes. I don’t want to watch my favorite animal on our planet rip my human body to shreds, I want to hold the respect I have for them even in the grave. I feel him inspecting me and my pack. I say a silent prayer to a spirit I am not sure I believe in, thanking it for there being nothing edible in there. His whiskers tickle my skin, I feel his body moving past me; his striped tail brushes against my arm. I wait another second and open my eyes to see him disappear.
I say another silent prayer, thanking the powers at be for sparing me. Sitting and meditating on my experience, I realize that life has a flow. Mother Earth protects those that respect her. Tigers may eat when they are hungry – no matter what the prey they find, but this one looked well fed. He had nothing but curiosity to show me.
365 Days of Writing Prompts
I call myself a writer. I label myself daily, yet spend weeks waiting for inspiration to strike. It is time to take a new approach, time to gain some structure.
I’ve always been deep in the arts since I was a young girl – I remember performing in my first play before I could read. I used a tape recorder to learn my lines. When I discovered that you did not have to be the elite to write plays and stories for others to read and be inspired, I knew that was what I had to do.
Immediately I began entering playwriting contests and poetry contests, in college I discovered short stories and screenplays. After graduation, my life got flipped upside down and I didn’t know who I was anymore or what I wanted for myself. I didn’t even know what my reason for continuing with life was. That got taken from me and I wasn’t sure how to get it back.
I took the first opportunity to run away from life which coincidentally gave me one of the best friends and memories a girl could ask for. I learned so much about myself and my own durability.
Lately I find myself standing on the edge and afraid to leap. I know what I need to do yet I don’t do it. I’m tired of letting myself down. Tired of pretending to be something I’m not. A true master practices her craft every single day without hesitation.
In order to gain that valuable habit, I have decided to start a 365 day journey down the road of writing prompts to help inspire me and help me hone my craft. If I want to be the best, I have to train like the best.
I read through a plethora of challenges and this one resonates with me the best. Starting today, August 30 2015, I will take it one prompt at a time and become confident in calling myself a writer everyday.
Writers out there, what tricks do you do in your daily life to help your writing? Do you write everyday at a certain time? Do you have a special space? Share what helps you.
Personal Pondering of Mine 