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WRITING OBSTACLE
Imagine a character who has never experienced something that is very common for you.
Write a scene about this character experiencing whatever it is that's common for you - you could describe it directly or let your reader guess at what it is...
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Sammie Langston was a girl of wealth. Her mothers mothers mothers mother had helped found one of the biggest college in their town. She was the first woman to graduate college in their town. She became a business woman who became president of a boarding school outside town. Then she opened the college. Sammie’s family gained much wealth from the college.
Sammie’s great grandmother was a dean at t...
**“Are they looking at me,” Lana questioned her heads voice deafening. **
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“They are looking at me,” she says. “They see me crying at a piece of paper, they must thing I’m so weird,” Lana’s heads voice exclaimed. Lana looks down at the earth science quiz paper soaked in her salty tears. She feels her chest tightening like someone is...
My bags begin to slip from my perspiring hands. I cling onto their handles as tightly as I would onto the edge of a cliff. These two women have taken me into their expansive home for a temporary stay. I revel in its beauty. No cigar smell, or any pungent scents reaching my nostrils. The low ceiling lights shine yellow like a yolk, not one dimming bulb. The clean walls around me provide as the whit...
Jesus Christ, it burns. Without thinking- without even being religious- I make the sign of the cross, crying out to be crucified, for the pain to be eased.
Six... seven...
Red-faced, hot-blooded, sweat beading my forehead like a necklace of honour, I throw down the dumbbell on my 8th repetition. Its thud synchronises with the beat drop of Toxic (who doesn't love a bit of Britney?), marking my tr...
“Hey man thanks you’re the best,” he says. This strange mortal I met a few cycles ago would not leave me alone after I decided to grace him with my overwhelming intelligence. Apparently I ‘owe’ him for landing my starship on his petunias. Whatever that meant. He had me do his scribbles of problems. From analyzing human brains 90 jets close to me, I could determine that the scribbles were ridiculou...
I live in a world where no one can see. I guess someone had sight at one point because we have written history.
At least that’s what we think. At some point in time, everyone went blind. No more history was recorded or written down.
Of course that was a while ago. We have now adapted to our blindness and invented ways to read and write.
But it still leaves a whole in history: The Great Blinding....
I’m not really sure how I manage to constantly get myself into situations like this one.
“Okay, shutting the main hatch now.” Announces my new friend Tom as he swings the sturdily constructed hatch down. _Clunk!_ It is a heavy looking, concave steel door that seals with the deep ratcheting sound of heavy gears as my panic begins its attempt at climbing out of my chest.
Reaching out with my mind...
It is very common for me to come home and hear the loud sounds of the tv play in the background. My mother works from home so she likes to keep the tv on. She says it gives her comfort because it gives her the impression that someone is with her while my father and I are not home. Upon coming home, I reach for the remote and lower the sound. I absolutely hate when the tv volume is high especially...
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