Life is but a never-ending chess match. One wrong move and you might lose.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I Often Over-Analyze
Tag: Creative Writing
#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I have Nyctophobia
I have Nyctophobia. It’s another word for an irrational fear of night or darkness. My brain and heart are fighting each other on this. My brain says this is an irrational fear but brain, can you please tell that to my heart when it’s thudding like a high-rhythmic beating drum when I’m in the dark?
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Friday Fictioneers: The World Beneath
I watch as the water drains from the pipe above into the well below. It must be still raining up above, I think. Most of the city must be underwater by now.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Messy
“I have never met anyone messier than you. I don’t know how you can live like this,” my mom would often say.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Impatient
I have often been told by my mom I am a patient person. “I don’t think I have the patience like yours to complete a 2000-piece jigsaw puzzle.” She’d say. So that’s what I’ve always thought – I am a patient person.
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Friday Fictioneers: Trouble Abroad
I should’ve known, Savannah thought as she sat in the cold metal chair of a police interrogation room. She’s thirteen but appears mature for her age.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I Have Feelings, Too
When I was in middle school or high school, my mom would often point out teasingly that I have a low EQ (emotions quotient), sort of like low IQ except with emotions.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Easygoing
I consider myself to be an easygoing person but of course, because of my doubtfulness, I am not certain I’m viewed as this person in some people’s eyes. In the past, I’ve had people give me conflicted ideas – people tell me I’m mean, people tell me I’m too nice and need to be meaner – you can see why I’d be confused.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I Often Have Doubts
I believe having doubts is a part of being human but as I grow older, I would often find my doubts be the driving factor of my day-to-day anxiety and hesitation.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Capable
Sometimes, I wish I can go to the top of a mountain and scream, “I am a capable person.”
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am a Believer
If you are a regular follower of this blog, you will know I write plenty of flash fiction and short stories about weird things – ghosts, vampires, and other supernatural things as well as some other weird things.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Adaptable
When life gives you lemons, you do whatever the hell you can with it.
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Friday Fictioneers: Prepping for Christmas
“What’s with all the gingerbread cookies?” May’s jaw dropped at the sight of the trays of badly decorated gingerbread cookies on the kitchen counter.
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Sunday Writing Prompt – The End of the Road
“Next stop, Central Station, the end of the road, as far as we go.” The robotic Siri-like voice announced.
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#Writephoto – Table
Rachel hates going to family dinners. “Everyone knows what Uncle Danny is trying to do.” She said to her sister, Jenna, over the phone.
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Friday Fictioneers: Too Many Deaths
Alright, let’s see…
Winter’s night, ground full of snow, she meets him, keels over and dies.
Oh wait, he meets her, faints in her arms and dies???
Ah, what’s wrong with me and death?
I dream about death…
I write about death…
Wait, have I been experiencing bouts of existential crises?
Have I?
No!!!
Let’s start over…
The gal is looking to die and the dude helps inject the first dose of lethal injection into her arm and leaves. The next morning, he’s found outside, death by hypothermia.
Wait, didn’t I hear this in a play a few days ago?
(100 Words)
#Writephoto – Neptune
The statue of King Neptune was the first thing she saw when she arrived at the park. As she stood by the pond, waiting for the guy she’d been texting with to show up for their date, her gaze traveled to the statue in the middle of the pond. She knew who that was unlike many people.
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Friday Fictioneers: Imprisoned
Approaching the Mystical Tree, she whispered, “Grandfather?” Slowly, a white, bony hand emerges.
“You’ve come, child.”
“Yes and I brought nourishment.” She handed him the bags of blood. Thirstily, he devoured bag upon bag. “I wish I brought more.”
“You did good, child. I will be satiated for days. Besides, it isn’t as though I have anywhere to be other than this prison.”
“I’m working on getting you out of this horrid place, grandfather. I promise I will get you out.”
He chuckled, “Five centuries of imprisonment and it still feels like yesterday when the old bat cast the spell.”
(100 Words)
Friday Fictioneers: Soulmates
I am the epitome of true love. For almost 25 years, he had dominated my dreams. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see him in my dreams. Whenever I looked up at the stars, his face would be the only one I saw.
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Photo Challenge #357: The Dream
I opened my eyes and felt my heart leap from my chest as I stared into the foggy abyss. I am acrophobic. Who’s idea is this?
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Friday Fictioneers: Lost and Found
With her picture in hand, he gave the red building before him a disapproving gaze. After a year of waiting, he finally received the great news his PI has located his MIA daughter.
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Photo Challenge #356: Go Big or Go Home
All his life, he had known only one thing – go big or go home. In elementary school, he created the biggest piece of artwork, folded the largest paper crane, and even attempted to bring his teacher the largest gift he could find. Fast forward, he graduated college with a degree in fine arts and an aspiration to become the next Michelanglo – to create the most magnificent sculpture that would be viewed by passerby.
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