Category: Letters to September
-
The end of Letters to September
I did it! I wrote 30 pieces of short stories, poetry and flash fiction in the month of September and I leaned a great deal about myself and my writing during the process. And I know this post might be a little late since it’s already the 5th of October, but I have my reasons…
-
Prompt: Don’t let this be goodbye // Letters to September – 30
You’re coming to a close, it’s been a wild one this September. We’ve been through so much together. Made new memories, started new projects, made new connections, and discovered deep secrets about ourselves. I’m going to miss you when you’re gone but I know that you cannot stay. Changing times and falling leaves on rainy…
-
Prompt: Slow me down // Letters to September – 29
It feels like I’m always rushing and racing and running in circles. I’m moving too fast in this live, forgetting my purpose. Alone in the car the blur of the traffic is sending me spinning. But it feels like I’m getting nowhere. My head and my heart are colliding, my feelings and thoughts chaotic. The…
-
Prompt: My heart on repeat // Letters to September – 28
I find myself again spiralling out of control. Holding on to broken pieces, forgetting how to fly. Dreaming about meadows at the break of dawn with a soft blanket of mist hovering above the ground. Hugging the tree line at the far back with the early soft streaks of the sun barely shining through.
-
Prompt: Midnight adventures // Letters to September – 27
When she can’t sleep all she does is stare at the wall waiting for the hours to tick by. But the clock doesn’t want to seem to move. All she wants are midnight adventures. Imagining picnics in flower-fields, walking secret trails through the forests, discovering places no one has stepped foot in before. Exploring forgotten…
-
Prompt: Fireplace // Letters to September – 25
Fall has finally arrived in full. The air now holds a sharpness to it, wrapped ever so slightly in cold. The streets glow with orange hues of crispy leaves, like a blanket covering the floor. The warm smell of spices and pumpkin fields hangs all around us. The sun sets with an eagerness of young…
-
Prompt: Queen of my own castle // Letters to September – 24
You can’t hurt me no more.I won’t fall for your lies or hear your twisted words.I’m not the same person as when I left you behind.I don’t believe your excuses or let you play with my mind. The girl that I was, was how you formed me to be.I see right through your facade, now…
-
Prompt: Let’s rewrite love // Letters to September – 23
I’m sick and tired of fires burning too quickly. Of sparks not getting the chance to grab hold and warm a broken heart. Of love being neglected because the timing wasn’t right or simply because it needed effort. I’m done with chasing the thrill but not pushing through. Done with running from love because it…
-
Prompt: Tell me the truth // Letters to September – 22
What did you expect when you opened up my heart? Did you expect to see shattered pieces everywhere or an open space you could just walk in and redecorate. Placing pieces of you around the place like you’ve already moved in. With no regards to if I even wanted you there or not? So tell…
My Rambling Shelves 