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.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
August 14th Challenge
it’s Christina –
by 11:00 am, the sun was out and the day turned beautiful, so my daughter and I
hit the beach. The sand was so hot, it actually burned. I much prefer a sunny beach
day after it had rained the night before, then you can actually walk on the
sand. The water had turned cold and rough again, so getting relief from the
scorching sun was not a pleasant venture. Then, very quickly, the storm clouds
started to roll in again, so we elected to pack up. My husband and other
daughter never even made it to the beach.
it thundered and lightening, no rain came, and the storm ended up blowing
through, but at that point I was showered and dressed, so I wasn’t going back
to the beach. Now, looking out the window, I wish I had. It is dark and
threatening already and the rain is supposed to start around one and then be
pretty rainy for the remainder of our stay. The joys of the Eastern Seaboard
during hurricane season, but at least it isn’t a hurricane and we are not being
locals told us about a restaurant about six miles down the strip which I think
we will try tonight. Supposedly the food is good, there’s a large selection to
choose from and it is very inexpensive by OBX standards. I’ll let you know how
it was tomorrow.
you have a wonderful day and happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
danced along the Queria falls, climbed their mossy slopes and dove into the
rejuvenating pools. There was much to be done, and she knew she should have
been working, but she also knew a few hours of pleasure would make her much
more productive in the long run. Aria knew she was taking a chance being at the
falls in the midday, knew she ran the risk of being seen by the Talmandae. Her
brother Bain would be livid if he ever found out.
Well, he will just never have to find out,
she thought to herself as she reached the top of the highest fall, spread her
arms and pushed off. She loved the feeling of soaring through the air, even if
it was for only a few brief moments. She adjusted her arms above her head and
broke the surface of the water cleanly, plunged deep the resurfaced.
Just a few more minutes and I’ll head back. She
closed her eyes and floated on her back, drinking in the warmth of the sun on
Next Challenge is:
You are sorting through some things you had inherited and you
find and old, sealed letter addressed to you.
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.