Her seduction of him was never intentional. She hadn’t caught his attention with flirtatious quips or a provocative gait. It was in the breathy notes of her laughter. The citrus of her perfume that sauntered – unbidden – over his senses. In all her natural reactions that drew him to ask her name.
SammiCox Weekend Writing Prompt Happy Sunday everyone! So many weekend writing prompts passed me by, but I tried my best to make it for another one again. I hope you’re all doing well and as I settle back into a writing schedule, I hope to talk with you all once again. Until then!
It lay in the middle of the street. Its silhouette like remains left behind after the bodies had been cleared away. As the smoke and panic receded on the midnight billows, children darted from the shadows to circle the curious object: a battered portmanteau. And a voice came from within, soft and ethereal, promising treasures if they reached inside…
Writing is sort of a loveless commitment. Unpredictable too. I haven’t been able to write much of anything, though I pushed myself and kept trying. Nothing sounded right and it frustrated me. I’m not sure about this one either, but I decided to just post and get the ball rolling once more. Have you all been well? I want to talk more with you all as I get back into practice.
Thanks to sammiscribbles for another great prompt, that I found in time.
We’ve tumbled right along into a new weekend. Another State of emergency is about to be implemented where I live, and I’m starting to wish i could just work from home.
Besides that, I enjoy weekends because I look forward to SammiCox’s writing prompts. This weekend was quite challenging; it’s really hard to write a story/creative piece in only 19 words. For me, at least. I stared at the first two lines of my entry for over an hour before I could piece it into something coherent — I hope.
Please enjoy your Saturday and have an awesome weekend 💕
Amy squinted at the mirror, fingers pressed to its cold surface framed in mahogany. Her expression twisted, confused at the empty space that should’ve shown her reflection. Everything else in her bedroom had one, so where was hers? She yelled out as her mother entered her room, gasping when she saw herself…in bed?
But…that’s absurd! I’m standing right here!
I’m a little sad since I broke my writing streak (unintentionally). However, SammiCox’s Weekend Writing Prompts still help me to stay on track.
I rewrote this entry a number of times, but I think this was the best way I could end it for a story in 61 words. I hope you’re all doing well! ✨