Welcome to day two of the Winter Writing Challenge! Are you ready to get those creative juices flowing? I loved reading all your submissions yesterday. Let’s see what you come up with today!
Here’s your next prompt!
Write a vignette about waiting outside on the front porch.
Think you’re up for the challenge? We can’t wait to see what sort of vignette you guys come up with. Remember, it’s time to work together to unlock some of those awesome prizes, so post your vignette in the comments!
But wait…what’s a vignette and how do I write one?
A vignette is a brief evocative description, account, or episode. It doesn’t have any plot, backstory, or any elements that can move the story forward. For more on how to write a vignette, click here!
(Keep in mind, they should be less than 500 words!)
Before you start writing, we have some important rules for you to follow.
Writing Rules
1. Please keep the content of the poems and vignettes you post to a PG rating. Please avoid real curse words. Violence/fighting should be limited and purposeful. Please do not include any spice.
2. Have fun!
Remember to scroll all the way to the bottom of the page and post your story as an “answer” to this question. 🙂
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Happy Writing!
Alli Prince
Someday (Vignette)
Curls bobbing ever so slightly, toes dangling unfelt over the soft edge of the porch. How many times did she wish that the feeling would come back to her legs? How many times did she cry out to God and nothing changed? Why could everyone else feel the snow with their toes and she felt nothing, only saw the skin get red as it got colder and colder? These were the questions running around in her mind as she sat there gazing out over the white lawn. Those were the questions that always ran through her mind. She hated herself even though she had nothing to do with the accident or the outcome.
The snow kept falling heedless of the despairing thoughts racing through the girl’s head.
It used to be rain.
The thought came rushing into her mind, blocking the other questions that always seemed to fill it.
Snow used to be rain.
The tears that never stopped rolling down her cheeks was like rain. Rain was dim and sad looking. Despair was what rain brought.
But snow! It was like diamonds! Yet snow is just frozen rain. Something ugly turned into something so beautiful you can’t help but smile. Maybe someday, like rain turned to snow, her pain could be turned to joy! Someday.
And here’s my haiku even though I’m late:
Draped like a rag doll
over lighted, fir branches
was the striped, gray cat.
Late, but still wanted to write something, so I’m posting it as a comment, if that’s ok. (it’s also not my best work)
The red gingham pattern of her dress stood out starkly against the white siding of her picturesque childhood home. From my view, her life was pretty perfect. She had a loving family, friends that were with her through thick and thin, and everything a girl could want.
And as I stood here, in the street, my breath puffing out into great white clouds in the cold, watching her wait for me on the porch, I realized something.
I couldn’t stand here forever, watching her wait for me here on the porch. It was now I had to make the decision.