Welcome to the first Words on Wednesday!
Each month* I will post an optional topic, but you can write about whatever you like as long as it is about writing in some way. This includes promoting your work!
The first topic is Introduce Yourself.
- I’ve been writing since I was five years old. I was a prodigy – my very first poem went: There’s a rainbow in the sky; Oh I do, do wonder why.
- I wrote my first story when I was ten years old. It was about a preteen girl volunteering in the hospital and meeting a girl in her late teens who was dying of leukemia.
- I wrote a lot of poetry in high school. It was a form of self-therapy for my undiagnosed depression.
- Four years ago I began working on a memoir about adopting my daughters through foster care. I’ve been revising (does it ever end?) and have begun working on my proposal.
I love to write because it gets everything on the inside, on the outside. The paper is kind of like the pensieve from Harry Potter, and the words are my memories.
OK, now it’s your turn…
When you have written your words, click on the linkup button to add your post. It’s that easy!
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My most beneficial experience as a writer has been building my writing community on Scribophile and Twitter.
This is the reason I created the Words on Wednesday linkup.
With that in mind, please read and comment on at least one other post (suggest the one linked up before yours). Of course, your writing community will grow faster if you visit more than one blog in the linkup. And sharing the linkup with your writing friends is another great way to grow our community.
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* This may become weekly after the kids are back in school.
Happy New Year!
I have many New Year’s resolutions, one of which is to utilize writing prompts more often.
I’ve been saving writing prompts on my Pinterest page for over a year now.
My favorite writing prompt site is right here on WordPress – Promptuarium. In fact, if you check out my Pinterest page, many of my prompts are pinned directly from there.
Promptuarium, if you are reading this, where do you get all your ideas?!
Writing prompts have blocked my writer’s block and helped my words flow. Not always good words, but we writers know perfection is creativity’s enemy.
Start out your New Year with a challenge to be more creative and accountable.
Consider creating your own writing prompt (see mine) or selecting one from Pinterest or a webpage.
Make it an extra challenge and use a writing prompt from a genre you normally wouldn’t.
Below is a poetic form called Golden Shovel. I’ve experimented with this form before and really like it.
The following is a poem I wrote for my mother. She loves the poem, Warning, more commonly referred to as When I’m an old woman, I shall wear purple.
The line I’m using is, you guessed it, When I’m an old woman, I shall wear purple.
~ after Jenny Joseph
I never imagined WHEN
my 40th birthday came, that I
would play drums on the dashboard; I AM
certain I thought AN
average, middle-aged woman was OLD
But I feel like a young WOMAN
at heart, and I
am convinced I SHALL
always dance in the kitchen doing dishes and WEAR
polka dots the color of PURPLE
Let’s try a writing prompt today. Please share the link to your story below, in the comment section.
I’ve been editing my memoir on Scribophile but not doing much in the way of actual writing.
I’m going to change that.
I’m going to try dabbling in writing prompts on a regular… semi-regular… occasional basis to prevent getting rusty and enjoy getting creative.
Editing is not enjoyable. Nor is it creative. It’s tedious and uninspiring.
Here is the prompt:
This will be a free write so it may suck, but at least I’m giving it a go.
His piercing gray eyes burrowed into mine. He ran his hands through his blonde hair and it flopped back over his forehead. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and hold it back so I could kiss his eyelids. As though reading my thoughts, he leaned across the table to plant a gentle kiss on my cheek with his soft lips. When he leaned back, the scent of his spicy aftershave lingered in the air. He grabbed my hand and wound his fingers through mine. Only second third date but we knew so much about each other already, had so much in common: We both love Mexican food but hate Chinese; we both wanted kids, but only one; we were both allergic to lilacs, and we both love blue the color of the ocean, as well as the ocean. Gazing at his bright eyes and full lips, there was no doubt that I was sinking into a warm bath of love.
I looked into his colorless gray eyes and looked down. It was only our first date and already I knew it was a mistake. It wasn’t just his appearance – greasy blonde hair in desperate need of a cut, ragged fingernails in need of a trim, and gray eyes that bore into my own, sending a chill of discomfort down my spine – but his aftershave too thickly to cover up his body odor. It took everything in me not to gag. When he opened his mouth to ramble about his job, his ex-girlfriend, his favorite type of music and food – not once asking me about these things – I smelled his sour breath and put my fork down to breathe through my mouth. After five minutes of this torture, I excused myself to use the bathroom, and walked out of the restaurant instead.
I found this prompt on Pinterest but it originated on Reddit.
If you decide to do a writing prompt of your own, this one or another, please comment or link back so I can check it out.