For the longest time, my writing mojo has been on the fritz. I just couldn’t get my brain to come up with any stories, or at least any that I wanted to pursue.
That was until today. I’ve been taking notes while watching documentaries on Netflix. There are a lot of good fictional story ideas meandering through those real-life events and people.
I got an inkling of an idea and started making story notes. I played it over in my mind for a couple of days, thinking I could, perhaps, flesh it out into something.
Today, I finally sat down to get my thoughts down on paper, or rather on my laptop, and wrote nearly 1600 words… that ’s about half of a NaNoWriMo day!
I’ll be posting bits and pieces of that story over the next few days, until then, let’s get to this week’s 100 Words.
“You can always edit a bad page. You can’t edit a blank page.” – Jodi Picoult
This week’s word is:
Blank
What to do:
Using “Blank” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.
https://tessacandoit.com/2019/02/28/100-word-challenge-inspiration-is-the-word-blank/
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https://katybrandes.wordpress.com/2019/02/24/mixed-metaphors/
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Here’s to kicking your muse in the shins and telling her to GET BUSY!,,
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https://httpadnama72.wordpress.com
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Thank you I rose to your challenge Blank https://thinspiralnotebook.com/
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Lost love, what would I say how could I explain? Everything I feared was coming back to haunt me. I couldn’t even utter a word, I was to afraid of what I would say. All I could think of is the sacrifices I made. I grabbed a blank sheet of paper and expressed my frustration in black and white. How could this of happened I thought it was real? I was no longer in love! What I once felt was turned upside down, a blank canvas with a bucket of paint and no muse. So I continued to write nonstop!
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I love the sense of pressure and anxiety here. Great job!
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Yes! Thank you kindly 😊
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A very heartfelt letter, sad and so full of regret.
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