Writing Prompt: So Long 2009

There is always so much expectation put on New Year’s Eve. What will you do, where will you go, will the weather hold, who gets the kiss at midnight?

For me, it’s a time to reflect on the past year. I’ll admit, it wasn’t one of my best, but I learned a lot and I met some amazing people I’m proud to call new friends.

I’m looking forward to 2010 and have some goals I can’t wait to get started on. I have some mistakes I’d like to forgetor make amends for and I have some friendships I’d like to renew.  2010 is going to be busy and full of change.

I’m grateful for the people that have made my life better this year. I’m opimistic for the future. so long 2009, rest in peace. Come on 2010…

Try this, make a list of 10 incidents of the past year. Pick one that stands out as significant and write about it. If it’s too personal, no need to broadcast, but be honest and descriptive.

Happy New Year. I hope it bring everyone something positive.

see you next year.

Writing Prompt: So Long 2009

Writing Prompt: Caption Competition

When it comes to making changes in your life, the first step is always the hardest…

Just for a laugh, pick an everyday sign or image and create a story from it. In the case of the sign above, it’s a metaphor for the number of changes I plan to make this coming year. In the literal sense of the picture, I’m the clumsiest person I know.  I’ve tripped down stairs countless times, stumbled on my front steps trying to find my keys (last week), and burned my hand (today) cooking.  I’ve also had stitches in my hand after breaking a glass washing up and three more in my forehead after walking into a metal signpost.

So, pick a sign, go crazy, have fun.

Writing Prompt:  Caption Competition

Writing Prompt: Snow Day

I’ve found myself stranded in the house on more than one occasion this season. Today, armed with good intentions with regards to DIY, I prepared to brave the post-holiday carnage and hit the shops for some household bits and pieces. As I looked out the window, I realised it wasn’t going to happen. The snow poured out over the streets, my car, my neighbours houses, making them look like they were being dusted with powdered sugar.

I resigned myself to staying indoors and settled into my black slippers to write. Today, I’ve read, I’ve written, I;ve cleaned my office, cooked and tidied. I did all of the things I put off and ignored the TV (with the exception of 90 minutes for the Arsenal game).

I feel content that this day was not wasted by the snow. There is a sense of order and purpose around me, aided by my forced, snow-bound imprisonment. There is food in the pantry and tea in the pot.

If you were stuck in the house for 1 month with all of the essentials but no TV or internet, what would you do?

Try this, write down your ambitions for a month of solitude.

Merry Christmas…

Quote for the day

This is pretty much what journals are all about, at least to me. I know as I wrote them that even though they provide an excellent place for brain (and heart, and psyche) dump, they are mainly a map of me.

– Colleen Wainwright

Writing Prompt: How to…

Sometimes it’s hard to be sure what is too much description vs. giving enough information to give the reader a clear picture of what is going on. One good way of practicing this is to tell someone how to do something, whether it’s how to change a tyre, to how to bake a cake. Pick something that interests you and write a short “how to”. It can be anything, so have fun.

Writing Prompt: How To…

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