Mar 28, 2023
Buy a new writing tool As if I needed an excuse to get myself a cute new notebook :) #fireflycreativewriting https://www.instagram.com/p/CqUAywbvACm4VrgjnGbEowWzVLhG-QnV0VZA0U0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Buy a new writing tool As if I needed an excuse to get myself a cute new notebook :) #fireflycreativewriting https://www.instagram.com/p/CqUAywbvACm4VrgjnGbEowWzVLhG-QnV0VZA0U0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
A bungo specificlly for writers 🥰🥰🥰 ‘Read a short story from start to finish’ It’s in a large book, but ‘We can get them all fir you wholesale’ is an interesting story written by Neil Gaimen that is bone chilling yet fun. The end of humanity written out for us, all because of one man’s determination to find the best bargain :) #fireflycreativewriting https://www.instagram.com/p/CqHW6HIrwtRldlQJP6XlE-tQPsvB4-slYggAmM0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Non-sims, a bit of a personal touch, simified in this photo. I started a writing workshop today so I took today’s on the spot prompt and this was the outcome.
I love these writing prompts by Firefly Creative Writing. Here is my messy beautiful page:
Bear with me, I want to tell you something about happiness.
It’s a wisp, gently brushing against your skin. If you weren’t sitting still, you’d miss it. Take a moment to let it curl around your fingers. Watch it change shape and glow under your gaze. Comb it into strands and weave it into your fabric. It’s always there, waiting in the wings of life’s dramas. Ready to comfort you with gentle memories or come bursting forth in fits of laughter.
Happiness in it’s boldest rendition is full of brass, wild gestures, and pumping blood. It’s a hard run. Towards a crash and shatter of glitter and glass. Raining down, sparkling and refracting the piercing light of the high noon sun. Sweaty bodies painted like rainbows, churning through the thick sound of celebration. You dance until the summer air cools and then you worship the moon as it shines on your cocktail.
And happiness is rejuvenation. Thirsty plants stretching towards the pregnant grey clouds. The breaking of a dense heat as fat water drops splatter on the pavement. The smell as rain strikes the crusty soil and your feet pad quietly on the now lush and mossy ground.
Happiness, that elusive companion. Darting away like a rabbit at the faintest sense of discord. A little wisp to be emboldened. A brassy blast of summer heat. A cleansing breath. And a constant companion.