Tag: creative writing
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February 16, 2008 04:31 PM EST --
From everywhere they came,
thousands of silent voices,
clamouring to tell stories,
make an audience laugh,
share dreams and visions,
create worlds.
Lotus petals opened,
old wounds cured, . . .
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June 24, 2007 02:16 PM EDT --
What's up this Sunday morning, I wondered as I arose, achy, tired and blue; so much work I've done, so much yet to be done.
Outside the black maple stands tall and the Japanese maple is . . .
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November 17, 2009 03:59 PM EST --
Very few have the courage to face a wild elephant and even fewer paint their toenails. The danger signs were plastered photographs on the walk of fame that should have explained, but they were tightly . . .
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November 13, 2009 12:55 AM EST --
Sister Linda had finished her rounds. The bell tower had just chimed out Midnight and a pale chiffon moon ducked behind a cloud. The frost laden darkness seemed to be snugly tucked in, in a light breeze . . .
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April 12, 2009 05:10 PM EDT --
J oy's instructions: I'd like you to find a song -- any song, any genre, a nything, just so it's music -- and I want you to listen to that song, as often as you need to. Then, I'd like you to . . .
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May 19, 2007 04:43 PM EDT --
I feel the burn in my brain.
Somehow your named got etched in there by mistake.
It pesters me all day, it invades my transistors.
I feel my heart malfunction...
I thought I'd pay that guy . . .
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May 16, 2008 01:07 AM EDT --
I unpacked the Cribb age game as Mary prepared lunch. I watched as she poured the bever age s. It wouldn't be long before we were munching on b age ls and cream cheese, . . .
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May 22, 2008 12:44 AM EDT --
Her bo tan ical print caf tan emphasized her obesity. She didn't care about herself or anyone else but put on a show for bys tan ders. She was a charla tan , a friend . . .
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March 17, 2009 10:55 AM EDT --
Here is my Week 3 Tuesday WE writing 'assignment'
She hesistated a moment before she pressed the 'call' button. Left hand was sweaty, clutching the phone; right hand had found . . .
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October 26, 2009 05:14 PM EDT --
Thought overload Exhilarating Frightening Headphones over ears Maybe I can Deafen myself to them Volume higher Higher Mind's contents pulse To the bass Thump Maybe Thump Please Thump No
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April 27, 2009 05:10 PM EDT --
Launa heard a whooshing sound followed by a click. She heard it several more times before she realized it happened when she breathed. That's me breathing, she though. Then she heard someone crying . . .
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July 15, 2009 10:50 AM EDT --
Slowly meandering down the gravel country road, Missy was enchanted by the absolute quaintness of it all. In her job as a Mary Kay sales rep, she rarely had time to enjoy the sights, till now, as vacation . . .
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November 19, 2009 12:05 PM EST --
Answering a knock,
I threw open the door
And found a man on the threshold
I swear I’d seen before.
He handed me his business card,
The word Contractor in blue.
He said, . . .
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May 29, 2007 06:42 PM EDT --
Describe your character's relationship with either their mother or their father; write in the third person - using narrative - describe the relationship:
She loved her mom. Really. She did. . . .
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August 27, 2007 11:22 PM EDT --
My dad is anal retentive. Any time he comes to visit me I panic and make sure to clean before he arrives. I’ve noticed that most . . .
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December 19, 2007 06:45 AM EST --
Black clouds swirl and whirl around until they
hover
and darken
the sunlight
The leaves rest-
less-
ly flutter
in an airless breeze that
whistles slightly in the window screen
and I can no longer . . .
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July 18, 2008 01:09 AM EDT --
As the road curved she was Sonia—again—thinking in Russian, unaware of this equivocal fact. For it was that the barriers of language fell within the walls of her mind. She . . .
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February 26, 2009 10:13 PM EST --
You know how sometimes you go through old notebooks and find half a story that was never finished? This is one of those but what was there is pretty good in my opinion. What do you think?
Accident . . .
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March 17, 2009 12:34 AM EDT --
This exercise is part of an Interactive Creative Writing Project.
The character is introduced here.
Brian preferred not to go outside if he didn’t have to—there were . . .
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August 26, 2009 01:57 AM EDT --
Analyzing images in clouds Ink blots of the sky A monk genuflected at an altar “Strange coming from a nonbeliever,” I mused “Clouds speak God's language,” you replied
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