Creative Writing Prompts 1. You’re digging in your garden and find a fist-sized nugget of gold. 2. Write about something ugly — war‚ fear‚ hate‚ cruelty — but find the beauty (silver lining) in it. 3. The asteroid was hurtling straight for… 4. Write about your early memories of faith‚ religion‚ or spirituality; yours or someone else’s. 5. 5. Silvery flakes drifted down‚ glittering in the bright light of the harvest moon. The blackbird… 6. The detective
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Imaginative Writing ENG340/Creative Writing May 16‚ 2011 Imaginative Writing Introduction Wondering the day to day lives of people‚ the kid’s thoughts and feelings to see their father walk out the door. Do they ever wonder is this the last time I am going to see him. Mammie and Daddy have been fighting every day‚ no more smiles‚ no more family time‚ all you hear fighting words of anger no expression of love. Where did it all good. Mammie and Daddy only say don’t worry about it just go to
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Creative Writing 2. She lay there in a pathetic huddle of glass and blood‚ whimpering softly as the overwhelming stench of betrayal seeped out of the bundle of bones which had become her body. She certainty knew how to draw a crowd in. He watched them watching her; the do-gooders‚ the neighbourhood watch‚ the office workers; even the man from the corner shop snaking around her fragile‚ vulnerable body. Each of them carried a concerned look‚ muttering words of sympathy‚ occasionally
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English Creative Writing The soft cushions‚ the filtered light fell upon the faded‚ dusty dark carpet. “She was a good woman‚ your Grandmother‚ she taught me a lot‚” said Jenna‚ trying to comfort me in my despair. I didn’t reply because it would encourage more of her pointless words of sympathy‚ adding to the awkwardness of the situation. “Would you like to hear about our experience at the lake in the summer of 1965?” Jenna exclaimed. Although I did not want more pathetic words of comfort‚ this
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Creative Writing: The Chase from the view of the chased Leaving the jewelry store at a rather accelerated pace‚ a common‚ plain- clothed man with a parcel tucked under his arm jumped into his white‚ slightly dirtied Ford Bronco. He then hurriedly concealed the package under the front passenger seat making certain to prevent it from being seen from people passing by. He then tore out of the parking lot attempting to avoid drawing attention to himself or his accompanying bundle. He knew it would
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Creative writing first draft In today’s modern society‚ media is everywhere. Even at an early stage in life‚ people are heavily exposed to media. According to a study concluded by Kaiser Family Foundation (2010)‚ teenagers spend about 53 hours per week on different sort of media; such as television‚ internet‚ and film. As it has become a huge part of people’s everyday lives‚ one may question what role this plays in terms of shaping the opinions and positions of the younger generation. In
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Discovery – Creative Writing Write an original narrative which deals with the idea that the best discoveries are unintended. You must include a birthday party. The lingering light was immersed by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon‚ purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the whole town. Yet at the corner of the street‚ the house remained unchanged. Supported only by stilts‚ its shabby character inconsistent to the grace and elegance of its neighbours. Its door
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The crack of gunfire in the defining darkness drew him from his sleep. He silently awakened his raw-boned family. Sitting up and listening to the pandemonium which lay outside of the windowless skyscraper. The fire danced around creating demonic shadows upon the walls and across their gaunt faces. The man held his wife’s only hand as they rolled back to their sleep. The lemon soured light beamed throughout the city resting like a gargantuan beast‚ overpowering the horizon. The Dilapidated buildings
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Receipt He stroked his filthy‚ matted hair as he clutched the plastic bag to his chest‚ careful not to spill any of its contents. His eyes darted across the emptied parking lot‚ careful and aware. His stomach ached; he was in no shape to fight for his belongings. He had lost enough lately. He had crossed the lot in a beeline towards the edge of the stores‚ turning the corner and clinging to the walls of the building as a drizzle of rain begun. The air was humid and produced a metallic aroma. He was nearing
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religiously and practiced a lot. Ballet lets me challenge myself since my body type isn’t that of ballerinas. Ballet helped me set my values of how a girl should look and act. Ballet instills manners‚ poise and class into a young lady. My dad was in a band when he was in college so my sister and I inherit that quality from him. I was six years old when my dad got me my first guitar and taught me how to play. Music allows you to express your feelings through a song and with all the emotions being expressed
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