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Writing challenge #1: The great outdoors!
Writing Challenge #1
2020-05-06
Hello folks! Mith here. It was suggested over at Let's restart writing challenges! that we should give writing challenges a spin again, here on Writing.CD this time. I figured that since I had a hand in getting these started back on Writing.SE, I could give a hand with kicking them off here as well. And so... here I am!
Most of us are right now stuck in lockdown, not leaving our houses. We're stuck in close proximity with our families, or sitting alone without them. Many people haven't stepped foot outside in months.
A bit depressing, isn't it?
That's why I am proposing that the theme of this first challenge be the great outdoors. (Which, coincidentally, happens to be another Codidact site.) That way, even if we can't physically get out and about, we can at least go there in our imaginations.
This challenge is to write something about the great outdoors. Whether that's a short story, a haiku, a riddle, rhyming couplets, or whathaveyou, it's totally up to you.
If you'd like a prompt, here are a couple lines to optionally either start off with or include somewhere in your work:
[Her] hand traced the delicate lines on the bottom of the green leaf.
The thundering of the water drowned out all other sounds.
[My] hands scrambled for a hold on the rough rock.
And just remember: this is a fun challenge. The point is to have some fun, perhaps stretch some creative muscles, or give a new style a try; it's not a contest or anything.
Have fun!
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She traced the delicate lines beneath the green leaf. The new growth felt fragile but tenacious, breaking free of winter's grasp, just like her. Winter? How did she know about winter? Ancestral memory, she guessed; seasons were new to her.
She breathed in the scent of buds just opened into flowers. Behind her she heard a thundering sneeze, started, but resisted the urge to try to flee. (Could she even flee yet?) She'd only just gotten here, wasn't ready to leave just yet. There was so much to see, feel, smell, eat.
A small canopy of young leaves towered above her in a sprawling tangle of branches. She stretched forward, nudged another leaf, felt its softness. From her new vantage point she could see young flowers beyond the branches, and instinct told her flowers were good.
She tentatively stretched, feeling her body's new strength. The last strands of her previous life fell away. Slowly she stretched her wings and took the first flight of her new life.
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