Category Archives: Writing Practice

She walked down the path along the bluffs.  On her right was a fence that protected her from falling down the face of the steep bluffs, and on her right was green grass, some palm trees, and the smattering of … Continue reading

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Nameless

A child’s laughter, loud and joyful, comes from the phone in my lap.  I sit and watch videos of my child playing, screaming, laughing, running away from the camera, then running back to wrap her little arms around my legs … Continue reading

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Cellar Door

The cellar doors were green. Green flecks of paint can still be seen here and there on the rough, splintered exteriors of the wooden doors, and the hinges on either side are red with rust from the many rains of … Continue reading

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Writing Exercise #1

Start time: 9:20pm I thought I had come up with a clever way of finding random pictures on the internet to base my practices on….but apparently not.  The plan was to just put the word “pictures” in Google, roll 1 … Continue reading

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Practice Makes Perfect

So I’ve come to a decision.  Nothing mind altering or ground breaking, but one that might help me. I’ve stated in previous posts on how much my writing lacks imagery or anything that might pull the reader in, so I’ve … Continue reading

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