Challenge
Always A Writer
As long as I can remember, I’ve been writing stories, but one of the first that I remember, was for our daily journal writing assignment in fifth grade. It was around Thanksgiving and I wrote about a turkey hiding as a rock so he wouldn’t be eaten. I didn’t have time to finish the story, as was par for the course for me. I wrote a lot of unfinished stories. Still do. But my teacher loved it. She encouraged me to finish it, and even pointed out my writing affinity to my parents. They didn't seem so impressed.
By KJ Aartila11 months ago in Writers
The Writing Circle. Top Story - August 2023.
It seems we are called, of late, to self-reflection. The Vocal challenges on offer at present have created, for me, a kind of momentum. A natural progression perhaps, from reflecting on the work of others, through the impact of others’ work on our own lives, into consideration of what drives us to create our own work, and how that evolves. We each have our own reasons for being here, sharing pieces of ourselves. And I think mine become clear as I reflect on my writing journey.
By Hannah Moore11 months ago in Writers
~We went for a walk!~
~We went for a walk!~ Let me back up a little bit and rewind time and help put this story into the right perspective! I can remember when I first discovered learning how to write letters using, crayons, markers and pencils! As soon I could start writing actual WHOLE WORDS I kinda went a little crazy! I mean there is normal growth and learning, curiousity and creativity, and I was always smart enough to be aware of the other children around me the same age who were going through those normal growing and learning stages! But then there was a thing called Jennifer's phase, that's where I recognized the difference between them and me, I could see and understand the line between their side and where I was in my mind and how I WAS FEELING about the experience of discovering the wonderful world of letters, writing, reading and books!
By Jennifer Cooley11 months ago in Writers
A Day to Remember
When I was a kid, I wanted to be many things. Still to this day as an adult, I'm constantly discovering new passions. One thing that has always remained constant, however, was my love for words. For story-telling. I read as often as I could, getting lost in fantasy worlds, feeling feelings that I only discovered for the first time through books. It was my escape. I remember a school project that was given in honor of Remembrance Day. There were guidelines to be followed, specific words to use or avoid. I wrote a poem. When it started, it was just a homework assignment. But by the end it became something I was tremendously proud of. It even made my mother cry. 3 pages long, front and back. The words I had left on the page, the way they flowed and told a heart-breaking but honest story, it made me feel more accomplished than I ever had so far, at 10 years old. I had far passed the requirements of the homework assignment, and far passed the writing level of a 10 year old. I had written poems and short stories before of course, but nothing of depth or real meaning. Nothing that meant more to me than this. I dreaded having to hand it in to my teacher the next day.
By Paige Lauscher11 months ago in Writers
My First
When I was in elementary school, we had some free time. I had been daydreaming most of the day about my dog, Buddy. He was such a good boy. I was dreaming that he had run off and found a girl dog and they fell in love and then she had puppies. I decided to sit down and write a story. I made a little book out of it too! I was so proud of my work.
By Samantha Jamison 11 months ago in Writers
Moldy the Cold-Nosed Reindeer: My first-ever short story
Author’s Note: It took me a bit to determine what even counted as my first-ever piece of writing for this challenge. My writing journey stems all the way back into my childhood and had 2-3 starts and stops before I fully embraced my identity as a writer in high school. Even then, my writing goals, focus, and, most of all, style has changed a good deal since those fledgling days (thank goodness).
By Stephen A. Roddewig11 months ago in Writers
A Druid and an Elf Walk in a Tavern
The spark of an idea came to me one day when I was working. I had never written for my own enjoyment before, and I found myself imagining the characters my wife and I had played for a Dungeons and Dragons campaign going on adventures of their own. Once I got home, I pulled out the computer and started typing away until I had a full chapter, that I titled “A Druid and an Elf Walk in a Tavern”.
By Georges-Henri Daigle11 months ago in Writers
From Dunn To Done
Being a literal child of the 60's (born 1962) I was not inundated with electronic mediums of entertainment as are today's children. My mother was a stay at home mom, my father a soldier. Mom taught me to read before I ever started kindergarten, for which fact I am eternally grateful. I was a very small child who, at age five, was about the size of most three year olds. Neighbors and friends would wonder and exclaim over this tiny little boy sitting on his mother's lap reading a novel out loud to her. My most shining memory of kindergarten was in the first few days of school when I wrote a paper that my teacher was so enamored of that she had me take it to other classes to read aloud. I was so proud I could burst.
By Andrew C McDonald11 months ago in Writers