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1. I Can Only Imagine- David Guetta
"Where've you been?" I hear a drunken voice slur in the dark hallway. I wince knowing what was going to come. First would be the angry yelling about how I was a failure, ah, see, it's already started, next would be the drunken attempts at hitting and kicking. Finally it would be the banishment to my room with no food and no ability to leave, seeing how he locks the door from the outside and nailed the windows shut. It was like this almost every night. Dad would come home blackout drunk and then, if I was home, he would start the routine immediately. If I wasn't home it was a 50/50 chance of the routine. Sometimes I would come home from working to find him dead asleep on the couch. The other times he would be awake and extremely pissed off that I didn't tell him where I was, that I wasn't home, that I didn't make enough money... take your pick. And now the banishment. I think wearily to myself as he drags me to my room and locks the door. In the pitch black of my room I'm allowed a moment of respite. Making my way over to my bed, I plop down and start daydreaming. See, this one daydream was the thing that kept me sane. I would imagine what it'd be like if some kind family took pity on me and took me away from this hellhole of a home. The family would be rich and there would be a few younger siblings that looked up to me and adored me. I would imagine my life suddenly being the cool kid that has lots of money and a loving family. I'd imagine what it'd be like. What it'd be like.
posted 2 months ago.
Most Honorable One
Aww, that's so sad! =( I can't say that I've ever heard the song though.
I'm not going to do all of thirty days, but I'll totally jump in here and there if I can come up with something clever. =)
posted 2 months ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
When I heard the first and last lines, that's all I could think of. I felt like a terrible person, but it turned out pretty good. :) and feel free to jump in whenever! I'm just determined to do all 30 days. :P
posted 2 months ago.

1. All Too Well - Taylor Swift
I remember
I remember
When I walked through the door
My hand in yours.
Always looking up to you
This girl in love
I remember
I always met my favourite site
Overwhelmed by your smile
That was my safe place
My hand in yours
I remember
You pulled me next to you
Held me tight
You whispered in my ear sweet nothings
All through the night
I remember
You
Me
Was there anything else?
Who was there besides you?
There was no one
I remember
The tales of the past
The dreams of the future
But then
It changed
I remember
“I’m ok”
When in reality
There’s no such thing as fine
This girl needs to be her old self
Yet I can’t find her
Did she ever exist without you?
I remember
When you called
When I had hope
Then you crumpled me
You threw me in a corner
You left me there
A used piece of paper
Tossed in the corner
Left and soon forgotten
Just remember
This girl is a rare piece of paper
One that heard your thoughts
One that felt your dreams
One that held your promises
I remember
I wanted to hurt you
Wanted to make you scream
Maybe squirm
Just a little
I wanted to show you
Innocence no longer exists
You hurt this girl
And she’ll blow you a kiss
Yet I remember
You may have tore this masterpiece
May have broke me so
Yet maybe we were lost
You were scared
You remember your promise
You said you wouldn’t fall in love
Then you realised your mistake
And now look at your mess
So I’ll forget
Yes, that’s what I will do
Maybe I can convince myself
Maybe I can do it long enough
Maybe
Just maybe
I’ll even forget why I needed to
posted 2 months ago.

2. Blue
She had the most amazing blue eyes. I know, I know, every person says that about their crush. But this girl honestly had the most amazing, most beautiful blue eyes. They would catch the light and sparkle and it was like there was nothing wrong with the world. When she added that breathtaking smile she had... Well let's just say that everything got a little lighter and nobody was sad when they saw it. When she was sad, however, her eyes would be downcast and dim. The world would become a little darker and heavier when those beautiful eyes weren't happy and sparkling. Her eyes when she was sad would become a cerulean and when she was happy they would be the most beautiful shade of a blue summer sky without even a whisper of clouds in it. When she would tease people, her eyes would turn just a little lighter and they would crinkle up at the corners. That's how you knew that she was teasing. Her eyes would crinkle with the force of her beautiful smile. I once summoned up the courage to tell her how beautiful her eyes where. She blushed a little and denied it saying, "Your hazel eyes are much prettier." She then proceeded to fluster me completely by saying how she loves the way I do my eyeliner and I should give her some pointers. I protested saying that she doesn't need eyeliner or any type of makeup because she is breathtaking the way way she is. And no truer words have ever been spoken. There are plenty of beautiful things in this world, but nothing can compare to her eyes.
posted 2 months ago.
Stella T
I like this
posted 2 months ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
Thanks!! :)
posted 2 months ago.

1. Apologize by One Republic
I sit on the front porch in an oversized sweatshirt and skinny jeans. It was freezing outside, but I didn't care. I did care about Jakob, though, until the text came. We went to a party together, and he saw his other "friend", which turned out to be a "very good friend." He cheated on me. He cheated on me with the head cheerleader, too, as if that made him any less guilty. I trusted him. I actually TRUSTED HIM, a stupid boy that doesn't know a thing about humanity. I put my head in my hands, tears trickling down my cheeks. He lied to me. Flat-out LIED. I don't even care anymore, all I want to know is why he would do something like that. Why, why, why, why, why? I see his green jeep crawling up the street, about to pull in my driveway. I stand up, furious, and turn to go inside. Jakob stops the car in the middle of the street and gets out, the jeep still in drive. As soon as I step inside, I close the door. Well, I attempt to. His foot is jammed in the doorway, preventing me from avoiding him. "It's too late for you to come running back to me. You know that, right? No amount of apologies will fix this. EVER." I watch his eyes fill with humility as I slam the door in his face.
posted 2 months ago.
~ Zoe ~
2. Beige
Desert. Vast desert with itchy sand that stretched as far as the eye could see. My heart is pounding, sweat slicking my palms. The disease had overrun the whole town: there were no survivors. I was sent here to find the restorable items, as if there were going to be any. As I pick my way through the rubble, I hear a faint whine coming from under an abandoned house. It was a little girl, 2 years old at the most. She was in a dirty pink romper, dust covering her tear-streaked face. She reaches for me, and I go and pick her up. As soon as she is in my arms, she asks, "Mommy?" That's when my heart broke. "No, Mommy had to leave. I'll take care of you, though, okay?" She didn't have any signs of the infection, which is good. She starts to play with my hair, and I smile weakly. When I look down, her eyes are full of hope, and that gives me the courage to keep moving.
posted 2 months ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
Awwww!!!! This is great! I love it!! :)
posted 2 months ago.
Most Honorable One
Awwww! That's so sweet! =)
posted 2 months ago.
~ Zoe ~
Thanks! I was thinking ebola (massive disease that wiped out a bunch of people), and it sprouted from there.
posted 1 month ago.

1. Vindicated ~ Dashboard Confessional
He walked to the coffee shop he'd visited every day for the past three weeks. He ordered the same drink he always did, and went to the same bench he always sat on. He loved people watching, and loved the people that frequented this particular cafe. One specific person had his eye, his mind, and dare he say, his heart. She was beautiful to his gleaming eyes, and perfect in his adoring mind. She made him believe in love at first sight, and vindicated all his years of hoping for true love. He watched her every day, a coincidental crossing of paths that had become habit, one she had yet to notice. That day, however, proved to be different. He'd never know what it was that turned her head – what had changed from every other day. Maybe his hair, or his shirt. Maybe the fact he'd decided that very morning that he was in love with her. Whatever the reason, that day would change his life forever. It started, with one little word. One word to redeem his previously crushed heart. One smile to light up is otherwise dull and depressive spirit. One girl, to make his life of misery worth something. The sweetest sound he'd ever heard, came from the most beautiful lips he'd ever seen. She'd taken his breath away, and he never wanted it back again. Life was given to him, with the simplest little greeting. His validation in believing in love, came with her sweet and innocent “Hi.”
posted 2 months ago.
~ Zoe ~
This is really good! It is true: you never know who is watching you and what you can do to impact their life forever.
posted 2 months ago.
~ Pandora Rose ~
Thanks!! I agree. Life is quirky that way, and you never really know who you impact, or who will have an impact on you. This one was fun :)
posted 2 months ago.
~ Zoe ~
:) It looked fun! I'm about to listen to that song, too, since it inspired such amazing writing!
posted 2 months ago.
Most Honorable One
Great job Rose! It's sweet, yet kinda creepy that he's just staring at her. Which, this reminds me of the music video to Maroon 5's new song Animal. You've gotta watch it, it's so creepy! But the song is so good! =P
posted 2 months ago.
~ Pandora Rose ~
@Zo: Had you ever heard that song before? What did you think of it? It's one of my favorites :)
@Rache: Thanks!! :D I kinda thought the same thing - sweet, but creepy. That's kinda what I was going for, like a creepy sweet for Halloween :) Omg I love that new song by Maroon 5! I haven't seen the video yet, but I for sure have to check it out ;)
posted 1 month ago.
~ Zoe ~
@Pandora - Not before I listened to it, but it's really good!
@Rachel (MHO) - I love Animal by Maroon 5! I need to watch that video sometime.
posted 1 month ago.
~ Pandora Rose ~
LOL omg I just watched the video - waaaay more creepy than I had in mind lol I like that song, but the video is kinda creepy lol
posted 1 month ago.
Most Honorable One
I know, that song is awesome!! ^.^
Riiiight? Wasn't that so creepy!? I mean, the song is just so good and epic, but the video is so twisted!
posted 1 month ago.
~ Zoe ~
Oh my! That was a lot different then I expected.
posted 1 month ago.
~ Pandora Rose ~
I know, right?? That video is going to traumatize me for a while, I think lol I really like that song, but now I'm going to think of that video every time I hear that song! haha Too creepy. Really good timing for Halloween, to have that on my mind :P
posted 1 month ago.

I forgot to post this yesterday..... XP
3. 15-step list
How to be a beagle.
Step 1: be a dog. This is a very important step because it is hard to be a beagle without first being a dog. I suppose one could get around it, but I wouldn't recommend it because you would get some strange looks from both humans and dogs alike.
Step 2: be absolutely adorable. Dogs in general tend to be adorable, and beagles are no different.
Step 3: eat your food as fast as possible. All dogs love food, and beagles are no exception. If there is another dog nearby, eat faster just to prove you are the superior breed.
Step 4: protect your humans. When there is a threat to them, bark as loudly as you can. Don't attack though. Unless it's the mailman. ALWAYS go after the mailman.
Step 5: cuddle time! Make sure that your human is always happy with generous amounts of cuddling.
Step 6: master the puppy eyes. You see your human holding a delicious piece of chicken? Pull out those puppy dog eyes and WHAMO! The chicken is yours.
Step 7: practice your howl. A beagles howl is one of its main characteristics. Be sure to practice it with an audience, and preferably when there is only one human home.
Step 8: play. Play to your hearts content. If your human doesn't want to play, tough cookies! Make them play with you!
Step 9: Speaking of cookies.... Whenever that word is uttered, run up to your human and give them the all powerful puppy dog eyes. They will automatically cave and give you a cookie.
Step 10: run around the house like a mad dog. It's soooooo fun! Do it all the time! You'll love it!
Step 11: don't ever come when called. Make sure the humans know that you will take your good sweet time while peeing. They can't rush you. They don't own you.
Step 12: fight the evil vacuum monster! It's evil! It must be destroyed!
Step 13: belay that last one. Run away whenever the vacuum comes out. You will never be able to beat it.
Step 14: be there for your human. Be there when they are sad. Be there when they are sick and need a good cuddle. Be there when they have no one else to rant to.
Step 15: this is the most important step of all. Even if you didn't do any of the other steps, you have to do this one. Love your human. Always, ALWAYS love your human. Love them when they are being crazy and singing and dancing around the house. Love them when they bring out the hated vacuum. Love them even when they are mad at you. Love them because they may not have anyone else who does.
posted 2 months ago.
Most Honorable One
Haha, that was cute! =)
posted 2 months ago.

Day 3: "How to be needy within your family"
Step 1: First realize that you can't depend on yourself. You need to depend on others.
Step 2: Know that other people fulfill your life and give it meaning.
Step 3: Start following your family around and ask them questions about what they're doing.
Step 4: After that, ask them to come with you places. You obviously can't go anywhere by yourself.
Step 5: If they don't come with you, start complaining. Whine if you need to.
Step 6: If complaining doesn't work, start pestering them until they come with you.
Step 7: Once your family member agrees to come with you, go somewhere where you can spend time together. Perhaps shoe shopping.
Step 8: Start being indecisive and try on every shoe that's remotely cute.
Step 9: Ask your family member if your foot looks fat in every shoe you try.. get their opinion.
Step 10: Ask them to help you narrow the selection down and debate which shoe looks best.
Step 11: Make sure you drag this session out.
Step 12: Ask sales clerk for their help and opinion.
Step 13: Call/text another family member for their opinion before asking the person your with for their opinion again.
Step 14: Don't buy any shoes and tell you family member you're not in the shoe shopping mood.
Step 15: Repeat steps 1-14 but with something else other than shoe shopping.
posted 2 months ago.

3. How to be a golfer
Step 1: Get golf clubs, golf balls, tees, and a glove: they will become your weapons on the golf course
Step 2: Find a golf course to play at.... unless you have a golf course in your backyard
Step 3: PRACTICE!!!!!
Step 4: repeat step 3
Step 5: repeat step 3
Step 6: repeat step 3
Step 7: Now that you have practiced a lot, you may now go and play a round of golf
Step 8: Keep playing rounds of golf, until you are pleased with your game
Step 9: Find a league to play in, so you can play with others
Step 10: DON"T GIVE UP!!!
Step 11: Keep playing to your heart's content
Step 12: Practice some more, since practice is key to a good score
Step 13: Win some competitions, so you can have bragging rights
Step 14: Break par, and celebrate
Step 15: repeat all steps, and have fun!
posted 1 month ago.
~ Zoe ~
4. "Bruh, chill!"
"Bruh, chill!" That is what I hear from the back of the crowd that has formed around us. He pushes me again, and I fall to the ground. I am pulled back by a mass of arms and hands, and I'm desperate to get away. He charges at me again, this time being blocked by an armada of teens that has created a wall between us. The older boy is slowly being moved backwards into a row of lockers, forced to walk away from the mass of bodies surging towards him. I catch my breath, thankful for the kids standing up for me. I sit down, back against the wall, and put my head in my hands. He screams, "I'M COMING FOR YOU! DON'T THINK THAT YOU'RE SAFE, CUZ YOU NEVER WILL BE! YOU HEAR ME? NEVER!" A teacher comes running down the hallway after the troublemaker, announcing that he will be expelled for his unruly behavior. One by one, the mass of kids dissipates, until there is one left. He looks at me with worry. "Are you okay?" I look up, his hand extended out to me. I take it, smiling weakly, and stand up. I nod, shaky. "Y....Yeah. Thanks. For standing up for me." He smiles. "No problem."
posted 1 month ago.

I had this done days ago, but I've been lacking good internet to upload it. XP
4.
"Have you already gotten your costume?" An excited voice titters from behind me.
"OMG, of course I have! I'm going to be a sexy vampire!" A second voice answers. I snort at the thought. 'A sexy vampire.... Vampires are anything but sexy.' See, the Twilight books got what vampires look like totally wrong. They aren't sparkly, sexy, and they would never consider going "vegetarian". Now, to be fair, vampires weren't the only things that Twilight got wrong. Werewolves, for example, tend not to have abs. Nor are they limited to a specific Native American tribe. Werewolves come from all walks of life, they tend to smell, and they tend to be on the.... Hairy... Side of life. Now, you might be wondering how I know all this. No, I am not one of them, I'm not half vampire/werewolf/fae/elvish/merperson. I am an... Ambassador of sorts. I represent the humans when there is a council of supernatural beings. Before you start getting all excited and look for some paperwork to sign, we legatus aren't elected into office. The previous legatus goes on a continent wide tour of the place they are stationed and look for suitable replacement. When my predecessor went on his tour he found me. Little eight year old Sarah that had been able to see things that other could not for her whole life. And that little fact is one of the main things they look for-the ability to see the supernatural. He liked the looks of me and took me to be his successor. Ten years and one death later, here I am, legatus and attempting to get to the bottom of a pixie uprising. Hooray for me.
posted 1 month ago.
Most Honorable One
I think we're on day 12 so feel free to do any of them from 1-12. Today's date is Nov. 1st.. just so we can keep track of things.
posted 1 month ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
I don't know... I lost track because my life took a sharp turn and I've had a bunch of stuff to do.... XPXP
posted 1 month ago.
Most Honorable One
It's okay, it happens! x)
posted 1 month ago.
~ Pandora Rose ~
Lol same :P It's a fun challenge though! :D
posted 1 month ago.
Most Honorable One
November 3rd... we're on day 14. Feel free to do any day from Day 14 - Day 1! =)
posted 1 month ago.

Okay, the whole "Not having time to do something that I honestly enjoy because you have soo much homework" is making me mad. So this is me, ignoring my homework and doing prompt 7.
"Okay, so don't freak out. Please. I know this is going to sound weird and it'll sound like I should be in a loony bin, but just listen to me for a second. I need to tell you because I don't think I can keep this to myself anymore. What used to me my lamp just," I gulp, "turned into a pillow. Yes, yes I know, don't say it's impossible! But do you see a lamp?! 'Cause I don't! And I do see an extra pillow! I mean, I know I need another pillow cause mine are frankly wayyyy too thin and kinda old, but I needed my lamp too! And where am I going to find another flower-shaped lamp?! Calm down Caitlin, just calm down..... everything will be.... NOT EFFING OKAY BECAUSE THINGS DON'T JUST SUDDENLY TRANSFORM INTO OTHER THINGS!!!!" I breath heavily after my little outburst. Seeing that I was being stared at, I blushed and said, "Sorry, I really had to get that off my chest. But honestly, I still don't feel any better. I really liked that lamp too! But oh well. I guess this means that you'll finally have a pillow to sleep on huh?" I say with a smile to my attentive audience of my teddy bear and my stuffed unicorn.
posted 1 month ago.

Today is Nov. 6th.. we're on Day 17!
(And I'm gonna give it a go for Day 17)
Amelia looks at the bird, not knowing what to do. Fear runs through her at the thought of even leaving her hiding place. It had been Magpie's choice to climb up here and hide. It had seemed like a great idea at the time, but now, she isn't too sure. Magpie caws at her, telling her that the metal men are near. Amelia bites her lip anxiously, worrying over what to do. To climb down and save them? Or stay here where it's safe? Would she get caught if she moved?
Her thoughts float to her captive brother. What would he do if she were captive? She knows that he'd come free her without a doubt. Amelia lifts Magpie onto her shoulder. "Be my lookout," she barely whispers to the bird as she quietly, slowly, creeps to the edge of the roof.
posted 1 month ago.

8. I'm in my bedroom if that is unclear from the story. :) (Also, the longest paragraph is 60 words and it was the last one so I said to myself, "It doesn't really count anyways because I'm getting out.")
Day One: After waking up, I started my routine-bathroom, changing, make lunch, bus. Except when I went to leave my room, I couldn’t. No matter what I did, I couldn’t leave. I was mostly fine with it except....no bathroom. Today marks the first day I have ever peed out a window.
Day Two: I’m still mostly fine with my confinement. I mean, I have internet, books, music...what more could I want? Well, other than food. The lack of food is becoming a problem. I’ve been getting better at the window-toilet as I’ve been calling it, but there is absolutely nothing up here to eat. Oh chicken, how I miss you!
Day Three: I’ve noticed that I’m not as hungry as before. I guess my body is getting used to the no food thing. I’ve been carefully rationing off my water, which is grossly warm by the way. I’ve also been cleaning because damn! My room is a pig sty!
Day Four: My room is completely clean. I never thought that this day would come. I guess it takes me four days stuck in my room for me to finally get around to cleaning it. I’m not liking the effects of no food for four days. The headaches and lightheadedness can go away anytime now, thank you.
Day Five: I’ve officially read everything in my bedroom, even the little kid books. I’ve also alphabetized everything by the author’s last name. My water is running dangerously low and I never knew that I was slightly claustrophobic. I just hope I can get out before I have a panic attack.
Day Six: In an effort to avoid boredom and the fact that my room is looking smaller by the minute, I turned to the internet for a way to get out. Facebook, tumblr, shelfari, and twitter all didn’t know what to do. I guess fanfiction is my only way to escape now.
Day Seven: For most of the day I didn’t even get out of bed. Why bother? I can’t get out. There’s no food and I’ve officially run out of water. But when I mustered up the energy to try and leave, lo and behold! I could! This is the happiest day of my life. Good bye imprisonment. Hello to an actual toilet.
posted 4 weeks ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
9. Quote (yes, I kinda cheated.... but I made an awesome short story, so I think that makes up for it. :) )
‘It’s okay... It’s okay.... I don’t have to be perfect.... Tune out her voice.... Everything’s fine.... You’re okay... Everything’s fine.’ I take a deep breath and force a small smile, nodding every once and a while to show that I was listening. For the record, though, I wasn’t. I already knew this lecture by heart. “Your grades are up to par...you can’t draw as well as the masters...your singing needs to improvement...you aren’t pretty enough...you’re antisocial... Why couldn’t you be perfect like me?!” My mother, the woman that gave birth to me, the person who was supposed to be on my side no matter what, was the one saying this to me. She keeps pressuring me to be better than everyone at everything. If I didn’t do well on a test, I got hell when I got home. Someone else got the solo in the concert? No dinner. Didn’t wear designer clothes and wore a hoodie instead? She doesn’t acknowledge me for a week and I have to make all my food. God forbid that I don’t go to the big party being thrown by the popular kids. She starts screaming at me the second she finds out and I’m not allowed to use the internet for the next month. Every day I have to remind myself that I don’t have to be perfect. But that doesn’t stop the depression, the anxiety, the self-harm, the thoughts of suicide. I know I don’t have to be perfect in my head, but the screaming in my ear seems to convince me otherwise.
posted 4 weeks ago.

November 9th... we're on Day 20!
posted 3 weeks ago.
Wanderer
November 19th is Day 30, just fyi...
I would have done this if I had had more time.....
posted 2 weeks ago.
Most Honorable One
Thanks Jen! I agree, things were way to busy this month (and part of last) to do all 30 days!
posted 2 weeks ago.
Captain Korina
Can we just start this over in December?
posted 2 weeks ago.
Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up!
I don't care. I'd honestly like another stab at it. :) I feel bad because when I started it I had a lot of free time, but as the month went on, it slowly went down the drain. XP
posted 2 weeks ago.
posted 1 year ago. ( edit | reply | permalink | delete )
So I saw this thirty day writing challenge and I thought you all might like it! (Plus if you guys do it, I'll be more likely to be on time with my works... XD )
Day one: put your music player on shuffle (iTunes, spotify, iPod, whatever) Write 250 words inspired by the first and last lines of the very next song that plays (provided it has words)
Day two: Write 250 words inspired by the color of the wall of the room you're in.
Day three: Write a 15-step list titled "How To Be _____"
Day four: Write 250 words starting with the next piece of dialogue you hear.
Day five: Write a conversation (in tumblr "chat" format) about a man who calls a wrong number and ends up talking to an angry woman. Go through the conversation ending with the line, "Well, I suppose so."
Day six: Write a poem (12 rhyming lines) about getting increasingly drunk.
Day seven: The object on your left turned into the object on your right. Write 250 words or 25 lines about your reaction.
Day eight: Imagine you are unable to leave the room you're in for the next seven days. Chronicle each of your seven days using only 50 words each.
Day nine: Think of any word (it has to be appropriate) and search it on google images. Write something inspired by the seventh image.
Day ten: Write a short rhyming poem inspired by the last novel you read. They should be connected by a theme or similar character.
Day eleven: Write a list of 15 songs (like a mix tape) that you would use to tell a person you hate them. None of the songs can have the words "hate" or "you" in the title. Include links so we can listen to them! :)
Day twelve: Go to http://watchout4snakes.com/Creativity... Randomly generate one of each part of speech. Write a story/poem/ree-write including all seven words. DO NOT stop writing until you use all seven words.
Day thirteen: Look directly to your left. Use the first indirect object you see as a metaphor for an abstract idea. Continue using this metaphor for 150 words. (Poetry or pose)
Day fourteen: Write a book report about an adult-ish novel from the POV of a fifth grader. The book should be sophisticated in the eyes of a fifth-grader, but normal to the rest of the world.
Day fifteen: Look up the lyrics of your least favorite song. Find the absolute WORST line and have someone in your story say that line OUT LOUD.
Day sixteen: Pretend you are sitting in a park. Write an "ode" (poetry or prose) to a person who might pass your bench. Begin the ode with the line, "I noticed you where in a hurry..."
Day seventeen: A character is sitting on a rooftop with an animal. The character must speak to the animal. What the animal does in return moves the character to make a decision.
Day eighteen: Write a free-form poem about "the formula for happiness"
Day nineteen: Imagine your dream boyfriend/girlfriend: their appearance, personality, home life, etc. Write a scene in which their behavior is off-putting.
Day twenty: Write a page long exchange between two very different people. Write only what they say; no setting, no internal thinking, description or actions.
Day twenty-one: Write a poem from the POV of a victim of harassment (any sort) The character is in pain or humiliation, but believes that he/she deserves this treatment.
Day twenty-two: Write at least 150 words of poetic prose in which every other sentence is only one word.
Day twenty-three: Write a short story set in a restaurant. One character orders their favorite food. The other orders the same thing. One character ends up leaving before the meal is over.
Day twenty-four: Write a 250 word stream-of-consciousness from the mind of a woman whose life will change drastically in three minutes.
Day twenty-five: Write a series of letters/emails between an angry son and his absentee father. The father has recently tried to renter his sons life, but the son is rebuffing his fathers attempts at reconciliation. In the end, the mother intercedes.
Day twenty-six: Write a 400 word stream-of-consciousness from the mind of an eighth grade boy. Set it in a common area at school. The thoughts begin a frivolous and develop into something that moves him to some kind of action.
Day twenty-seven: Write a poem from the POV of a bride about to say "I do" Gradually reveal that she is having "cold feet" and regretting the engagement. Throughout the poem, repeat a line that describes the ceremonies decorative flowers. This can also be your first/last line.
Day twenty-eight: Write 500 words about "the morning after"
Day twenty-nine: Send yourself a message on tumblr (doesn't have to be tumblr if you don't have one), pretending to be a dissatisfied flower. Rant for 100 words on your blog.
Day thirty: Write a poem titled "The End" that isn't about death, a break up or the apocalypse.
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Caitlin H ~ I am only able to get on around once a day folks. Sorry if this messes anything up! started this discussion 2 months ago.
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