Loveday Writing

Write about a game of Chess which is more than a game, where black and white pieces represent something – two opposing forces, or armies, maybe.** Mind Games Just as I started to feel better about myself and transformation, my anxiety came to the table and wanted to play the game again. This never-ending game of Chess between me: my

A public phone is ringing in a deserted street. You pick it up…** Junk Drawer Mission My day started on the side of the road in a deserted street with a public phone ringing. The male voice at the other end of the line, who didn’t give his name but I knew who he was anyway, didn’t greet me but

Invisible friends.** A Friendly Hello I needed fresh air, planning funerals are never easy. I decided to take a walk in the park, something I always liked to do with my mother while she was alive or with me. My mother’s body at least technically died last night, but in the middle of the 21st century it was discovered that

Persuade the Devil you’re bad enough to be allowed into Hell.** Talking My Way In I’m dead. Not only am I dead, I’m standing outside the golden gates to Hell begging to be let in. Why do I want to be let into Hell? Honestly, the alternative is just way too boring. Pearly Gates, fluffy clouds, harp, angels, and my

Write a diary of a boring person.** Countdown 06:18 (Damien has 15 hours and 17 minutes left to live) I was supposed to be up at six. I jump out of bed, get dressed, and rush downstairs. There was a time when I hated running and now I can’t live without it. I love the feeling of the cool air

Bye now, Camille, take care of yourself.** Farewell Christmas is definitely in the air. Jingle bells are hanging up around the office, everyone’s looking forward to their holidays, staff members are leaving the company, and the end of year sausage sizzle is on, and really is the only reason why people have stuck around this afternoon. “Bye now, Camille, take

Things that go bump in the night.** Midnight Deal There were 11 beneficiaries in the will. I wanted to be the only one, but I couldn’t pull off a change of will by myself, so I’d have to cut a deal with another beneficiary. Ed was always my favourite cousin, and I, his. I knew we’d be able to cut

Born to laugh at tornadoes.** A Witch, A Cupid & A Valentine’s Day Arrangement I’m not sure whether to love or hate Valentine’s Day. I use to love it when I was young, before I started living the life I have now and when I was more optimistic about love. I’m no man-hating cynic, but after a failed marriage and

Write a story in which the first part describes a life as it then was, the second part describes a life as it now is.** Shaker Salt. Otherwise known as sodium or sodium chloride, it has always been my favourite type of seasoning. I would add it to every meal I’d eat. But I discovered at my recent physical that

Write about someone with a secret.** Before the Storm The door was locked. Jesinta’s grand plan was just about complete with only one step left—freeing him so he could go straight into battle. She couldn’t help but think about how long she had waited for this moment. It felt familiar. It felt familiar as it took her mind back to