Tag: Flash Fiction
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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…
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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.
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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…
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Creating your own inspiration
When writing every single day from prompts you sometimes run into an obstacle called inspiration, or more precisely the lack thereof. At least I do sometimes. A prompt alone can help with creating a story so you don’t have to start completely from scratch but it cannot always guide you in your inspiration for said…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Prompt: 3 am thoughts // Letters to September – 20
In the middle of the night when the world outside my bedroom window wraps itself in darkness I find myself lying awake in bed. Twisting and turning, the thoughts in my head keep running at the speed of light. Every thought a new story of what if, what could happen, or am I just making…
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