Now that that’s off my chest.
Yes, we admins got very busy and our lives got a little out of control. Terribly sorry.
Let’s get back on track now, shall we?
Here it is! The long awaited, highly anticipated May Prompt! The prompt will be closed on June 1st, and submissions will be listed on our sidebar!
This month is our lovely Kleine Klara’s birthday month, so I want you all to put on your best birthday smiles and write about us. That’s right. The admins.
Dun Dun DUN
Dun Dun Dun!
I’m curious to see what you all think of us. Is Kleine Klara a klepto who midnights as a tight rope walker? Is Vampire Yami secretly in love with Justin Beiber? You’ve gotten to know each of us a little through our writing styles as well as through the admin page, now run with it.
Make a poem about our personalities, a haiku about our hair, a story about a secret obsession we all harbor for Gourmet cheeses, an essay on how lazy we all are-I’m not picky.
Nike. Just do it.
As an added incentive, because it IS a birthday month, one of you lucky dogs will get a gift from Kleine Klara for your submission.
60% Staring onto a blank screen
20% Drinking tea/coffee
10% Freaking out because WHAT THE HELL SHOULD I WRITE?
10% Procrastinating on the internet
5% Looking for music to write with
5% Actually writing.
That equals 110%
duh, we’re authors, not mathmagicians.
please tell me that’s not a typo
One Direction fan fiction
In this Liam, Louis and Niall are best friends and the three live together. Niall works with Zayn, and he get invited to play football with the three boys one day through the summer. Zayn agrees and takes his best friend Harry with him.
Harry and Louis meet and they become best friends, spending nearly everyday together. For the year that they have known each other Harry has tried hard to impress Louis and finally plucks up the courage to ask him on a date.
This is their first date.
Writing tumblr: http://woundedsparrow.tumblr.com/
The sky bled into somewhere between 4 am lack of sleep, and 7am coffee and cigarette breath. Her eyes darkened around the edges (because she liked them that way) as she puckered her red lips and took another drag of her cigarette; ignoring the buzzing of her cell. She didn’t want anyone to know she had fled to the throbbing heart of the city. She adjusted her short hot-pink wig, painting a mascara-pink to her lashes and drawing in her thin eyebrows…you know, the kind that wash off in the hot stream of the shower-head, purging your colorful sins as they swirl in bright neon dreams down the drain of your regrets. Hah. Fuck regrets!
She liked to feel her veins catch fire in the heat of the city. Stiletto’s spiking the grimy pavement, painting on her best poker face in the cheap lamplight of the casinos. The poor men never knowing what’s coming for them; their hungry eyes suctioned to her generous physique.
But, she needed to live, right? And living was so much better earned on your own than being controlled. Even if it entailed borrowing a strangers wallet to add to your collection…
So here we are, the life-style of a starving artist—or con artist? Whatever it was, she preferred artist. Several gigs a week playing keyboard at local bars wouldn’t cut it. She wasn’t living right, but she never wanted right, anyway. And man, did it feel good to burn brighter than the sun.
by Karii Kariiyo (karonbon.tumblr.com)
Inspired by the Seasons Prompt
torn gloves soaked in kerosene
on the day before this day of
thinking about but clouded by
shattered glass & motorbikes
ice-cream trucks & children crying
beach bonfires & burning towns
dreams backseat & slippery mounds
coming in last & coming in first
from ambulance to stylish hearse
freeze tag by the cemetery
remember me sincerely
still frame observations of the
fetal flowers racing racing
repose in warm water to thin the blood
the colors & sun accentuate the
cracks & lines on my hands
they remind me that I am no longer as
beautiful as once before & that I too shall
die wilted in the dirt
soaked hands doused in kerosene
on the day after this day of
Here’s your pro-tip from an English Major for the day:
If you’re confused about the correct place to put the word “whom” in a sentence, use the “he/she” vs “him/her” test.
he/she = who
him/her = whom
For example, if you’re saying “Who wrote this letter?”
Who is correct here because he/she wrote the letter.
Now if you’re saying “To whom do I give this letter?”
You are giving the letter to him/her, thus, whom is correct.
The Featured Prompt for April is now posted. Click here to read it. The deadline to submit your works inspired by this prompt is May 1st.
Remember, there are no rules or limitations on what you can submit, so please do!
You will win a coveted spot on our sidebar. :)
We can’t wait to read your works!
I hope you all had a wonderful transition into spring! Unless you’re in the Southern Hemisphere, than a beautiful transition into autumn! We admins had an interesting start to our season! We had blizzards! Not very Spring-y if you ask me! But speaking of the seasons, this is what I want this month! A poem, of any kind, about your favorite season! Cold, snowy winter; crisp autumn; blazing hot summer; or airy, fresh spring.
The Featured Prompt for March is now closed. But don’t worry! The Featured Prompt for the month of April will be open April 5th!
Feel free to continue submitting things inspired by the March prompt, but you will not be featured on our home page.
Become a more active part of this community by submitting your works, and supporting other wonderful authors on this blog. <3
why don’t they have big hyped up award shows for books
best male/female character
best plot development
best plot twist
There’s only 9 more days to turn in your work for our March Featured Prompt! Not only will your name be featured on the sidebar, but you have a chance to win a handmade gift from ~*Allusion To Nothing herself! Click here to learn more.