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Writing Prompt

WRITING OBSTACLE

For an entire day, whatever you want to say, you just can't get those words out properly.

Write a scene where this dilema is making a situation awkward.

Writings

The Day the Words Disappeared

Morning light filtered through the kitchen window as Alex sat at the table, cradling a lukewarm mug of cocoa. His mother, radiant with pride more than sleep, launched into her trademark soliloquy of praise.


Mother: ā€œI just can’t believe it, Alex! Your workbook today was nothing short of genius—a true display of brilliance! Your teacher even said you’d inspire generations!ā€


Alex’s stomach churned...

Echo’s Folly

He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.


Dark, chestnut hair swept elegantly over his brow. Head held high, his olive brown face glimmered in the sunlight, flawless as a chiseled stone statue. His eyelashes were full and long, his nose straight and refined, and the curve of his soft smile formed a perfect outline of Cupid’s famous bow. She stared at him from behind the green, blossomin...

Do These Jeans Make Me Look Fat? ļæ¼

Richie stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with the kind of fear only a man who's just stepped on a conversational landmine understands. Donna, hands on hips, glared at him with the intensity of a thousand suns. ā€œWell, I’ll definitely know better than to ever ask for your opinion again! ā€œ She hissed, red faced, as she angrily tugged off her new blue jeans.


"Donna, babe, I didn't mean chunky like ...

I Don’t Even Know

Nancy found herself in a rather peculiar predicament. She had been crushing on Luke for what felt like an eternity, and today was the day she had finally mustered up the courage to express her feelings. However, fate had a different plan in mind.


As she walked up to Luke, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind suddenly turned into a jumbled mess of words. Every time she tried to speak, her tho...

Words on Paper

Words don’t come to me in real life

I falter, I stumble

I think of what could have been said

The shampoo bottles will tell you


Words aren’t easy for me in real life

I can’t say a full sentence

Multiple clauses

Proper old English


Words evade me in real life

I stay quiet while you wait

Tick, tock

Expectant


Words are evil in real life

They scratch and tear

I can’t seem to filter out

All that bad...

this is why i haven’t been posting… šŸ˜…

here’s some news…


i am suffering a MAJOR book hangover. but it’s not from just one book…


- anna and the french kiss (etienne st. clair has my freaking heart in his hand)

- the summer of broken rules (this book was heartbreaking and flawless)

- empire of storms (rowan whitethorn might just be the sexiest thing EVER)


… so yeah.


you could say i’m suffering from multiple hiraeth’s…


look it up šŸ˜‰...

The Worst Day

It started in the morning.

I awoke with this sinking feeling,

Limbs sapped from strength,

Mind empty of energy,


But I got up.

Because I have to.

Because there’s no option not to.


By the time the bus came to school,

My asthma had decided to seize my lungs,

Leaving me breathing in whistle tones.

I don’t like the way my pumps

Make me feel

All jittery,

like my skin is crawling

Trying to separate it...

The Cherokee Presentation

ā€œHILDY GIMBERG,ā€ I spluttered. A burst of nervous laughter erupted from the judgmental, bored seventh graders around me. I swallowed and blinked back tears.


ā€œExcuse you?ā€ Said the history teacher, clearly losing patience. She sighed, pushed up her glasses, and reprimanded, ā€œThis isn’t a joke. This is your fourth quarter presentation on the Cherokee tribe. The PowerPoint is obviously well done. D...

What’s the Word

What’s the word

Lepeop no lepeop suddenly there is a room full of lepeop

between Mandy and me

Where at the what’s the word

the sick people place

yes I remember the headache not a headache

my arms, my legs heavy why so heavy

I remember the red flashing lights on the bambulance

I remember joking with the paramedics

I knew one of the paramedic from my kid’s Little League

it’s the flu, just a really ...

I Mean To Say-

Every word carries behind it intent

Intent to reach out

Intent to be understood

Intent to connect

But I’m choking on the transparency

Transparency is being seen

Transparency is being understood

Transparency is being vulnerable

The desperation to be heard and yet safe

Loving freely is not safe

Telling plainly is not safe

Reciprocation is a chance not a right

So I choke on my words

So I remain quie...