Write a scene then rewrite it three times with three different emotions.** #I interpreted this topic as writing the same scene with three different emotions. I wrote this scene with three different POV styles as well as emotions. *** FIRST PERSON POV: “Careful, careful, I don’t want to be caught with my hand in it…yes I got the chocolate chip
Read moreThe company forgives a moment of madness (film title)** It Takes Two Yes, I ruined the company Christmas party. No, I didn’t do it on my own. Yes, I broke Keith’s arm, but I did it because he groped me. Yes, Keith got fired, but only after I threatened to call the Fair Work Ombudsman. The company forgave my “madness”
Read moreWrite a piece in which you gradually create a sense of menace.** Menace I had to cover this up. I wiped my prints from the gun I used to shoot him in the chest…and the abdomen for good measure. I also wiped the fork I used to stab him, add a few stab as well as gunshot wounds to throw
Read moreThe Cello To tell you the truth I never wanted to be a cello. When I was wood I had My own song (Lorena Bruff) Write the tree’s song.** The Tree When I was wood, I stood proud and tall. People would search for me to sit under me when it was warm, and watch my leaves fall and change,
Read moreWrite a story such that you’re astounded by your own daring.** I chose the story below as a response to this writing topic as it was the first time I ever wrote historical fiction. I wrote it as part of the NYC Midnight 100-Word Microfiction Challenge 2022 (Round 2). Money Shot The brief was always simple, get the shot no
Read moreWelcome to my nightmare.** Acrimonious (Part II) I had to kill her. Everyone thought she was perfect, including me, but during quarantine, I met the real Annette. Bossy, controlling, not the meek doormat I agreed to marry. Lifting a dumbbell off the stand in my home gym my first thought, hit her over the head with it? No, too obvious.
Read more‘What I didn’t do on my holidays.’** Road Trip I’m on the road, finally free, out of quarantine, going back home (if it’s even home anymore). I forgot how long highways and isolation can be, I’m finally free. **Reference: Marsden J 1998, Everything I Know About Writing, Pan Macmillan, Australia.
Read moreThe happy-ending machine.** The Happy Ending Machine Once upon a time there was a little girl named Stella. Stella was happy, bright, and loved making things. One Friday at school, her best friend, Gina, told her that her parents were getting divorced and was very sad. As Stella had a big heart, she decided that she was going to make
Read moreWould the last person to leave please turn off the lights?** The Next Chapter The house is finished. After six months of painting, shifting furniture, and fixing things, my house is finally complete. To celebrate and say thank you to all of the tradies who helped me, I invited them over for dinner. I made a toast to them for
Read moreWrite a piece where we become aware that the person’s crying – but you never tell us that.** Until Death Do Us Part I never thought I’d be doing this. Where are the tissues? I met Clancy fifteen years ago, it was totally romantic (and admittedly cliché). I was at an art gallery opening, talking to a friend of mine,
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