UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Category: Daily Writing Prompt

  • Repainting the Signs…

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    Repainting the Signs… (Because Apparently That’s My Job Too)… When I read this daily writing prompt, I was like hell no! I’m allergic to the news these days, genuinely. It makes my skin itch and my soul ache. I don’t read the local papers (all programmed, thanks), and I wouldn’t touch the telly news with…

  • Happiness in Small, Weird, Glorious Doses…

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    Confession: I Actually Took the Time to Think about Writing This List… I know, I know… who does that?While the world burns and emails pile up, here I am, calmly listing 30 things that make me smile like an old Jack Russell in the sun.It started off as a joke. Then it got weirdly sincere.Next…

  • The Quiet That Saved Me…

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    It is funny how the word habit often gets a bad rap. We tend to think of it as something dull or mechanical, brushing teeth, checking emails, biting your nails. Something we do without thinking. But habits are much more than unconscious repetition. They’re patterns we carve into our days, grooves in time, and, over…

  • Spooned a Program, Swallowed a Question Mark…

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    Hmm… where do I even begin? I’m curious about everything. The state of the world? The real reason we’re here? Why are we born into families that trigger us like a faulty alarm system? And why, after all that, are we expected to pay bills and clap politely at weddings? I wonder… is this really…

  • Soft Deeds, Strong Roots…

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    I’d like to think I’m as kind as possible, not in the showy way, but in the ordinary moments that present themselves when you’re paying attention. I don’t go around planning acts of kindness. It’s more like… when something feels right, I do it. Sometimes I’ll buy a lotto scratch ticket for the cashier at…

  • The Me You Can’t See…

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    Daily Writing Prompt: How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you? Funny how this prompt feels like déjà vu, just a different spin on the one from a few days ago: How would you describe yourself to someone? Since we’re on WordPress and mostly connect through words and screens anyway, I guess…

  • Traditions I Didn’t Keep (and Some I Quietly Did)…

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    Daily Writing Prompt: What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? At first, I thought, none! I haven’t let go of any traditions. I’m a keeper of the old flame, aren’t I? But the more I sat with it, the more that answer started to shift. Maybe it’s not about all traditions. Maybe…

  • If This Was Typical, I’d Be Worried…

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    Daily Writing Prompt: Was Today Typical? Now That’s a Good Question… since the day is far from over. Typical? Ha! If by typical you mean mildly chaotic with a side of deep reflection and a dash of unexpected emotion, then sure, let’s call it that. But truth be told, I’m not sure I do typical.…

  • Instructions Unavailable, Proceed with Tea…..

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    Daily Writing Prompt: How would you describe yourself to someone? Well now, that depends. Are we talking to a stranger, a soul connection, or the postman? Because I shapeshift depending on the moon and the madness. But alright. Here it goes. I’m a contradiction in comfy shoes. A redheaded, rebel-hearted wildflower who can talk to…

  • What if the Dinosaurs We Buried were really Dragons?…

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    Daily Writing Prompt: If you could bring back one dinosaur, which one would it be? Now see, that’s assuming we all agree on what a “dinosaur” really was. But let’s just ask the obvious: who wrote that part of history? Who named them, shaped the bones, told the story, and then changed it every few…