A blog about writing, being a writer, getting inspired to write, etc. For writers, authors, would-be writers and authors. I only have 2 rules. 1, please keep everything PG rated at most, there are some younger folks who read my blog; and 2, please do not criticize what others have written. I would like this to be a safe haven for folks to explore their writing style and to gain some confidence in their story telling abilities. Nasty comments will be deleted.
Friday, May 31, 2013
May 31st Challenge
Hi, it’s Christina –
Sorry so late today, I had some running around to
do this morning, and quite frankly, I’m not feeling in a writing mood today. I
think I will spend the day editing a piece which was submitted. It is not due
until August, but I would feel better getting it off of my plate so the author
has plenty of time to make her corrections and does not feel rushed. So, right
to the challenges…
Tuesday’s challenge was:
Write a story containing the following three words: Horse, Woods, and
Christmas in the country, there’s nothing better. The cabin is filled
with smells of the holiday; from the tree we chopped down from the woods out
back, to the fire burning in the fireplace, to the bread and cookies which were
baked the day before, to the roast in the oven which we will share before
heading off to church for Christmas Eve services. The day before we all took
time making ornaments to hang on the Douglas Fir. We laughed as we decorated
and really got the chance to reconnect as a family. We argued good naturally
over what decoration should go where and over who was stealing the cookies. Our
gifts to each other were all wrapped and under the tree and the stockings were hung
on the mantle waiting to be filled by you-know-who. Everything was perfect, a
real Norman Rockwell Christmas.
We all gathered around the table and feasted on a sumptuous dinner of
turkey with all the trimmings. Soon it was time to leave and my husband
announced he had a surprise for us all. We bundled up, exited the cabin and awaiting
us was a horse drawn sleigh. My husband explained it wouldn’t be a true country
Christmas without one. We all piled in and headed the short distance to the
church.Right before we arrived, a
gentle snow started falling. This was truly the perfect country Christmas.
Your Next Challenge is:
That was weird!
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right
or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is
allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.