writing challenge – between the dots

Dreams of murder

We are on the docks and they’re coming. They’re climbing up from the water, they’re running towards us on the dock, they have knives, they look angry, but I’m standing confident in place. I know I’m bigger and stronger than each of them individually. I grab one by the legs and whip his body against…
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Long ago

It built and built, for years and years, The coveted thing, held back by fears Of ruining friendship, of being exposed Of giving in and then everyone knows. But one lonely summer, where beginning had sparked A forbidden act, under stars in the dark Reckless and steamy, selfish and wrong, We gave in to the…
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Another morning

The flashing light signaled 6am on his alarm clock. His son, Ethan, was already awake and reading a book about parrots from Guatemala (or some far away place on the globe). Ethan wasn’t like most kids. On a scale of uniqueness, Ethan was a snowflake – definitely one of a kind. “Good morning,” he whispered…
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on the rocks

consumed on the rocks when sun sets on Georgian Bayutopia is Written for Bloganuary prompt 31: Where is the best place to watch a sunset near you?
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Song Title Chapters of My Life

Written for Bloganuary prompt 30: What would you title the chapters of your autobiography?
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I’m tired.

I am in a season of my life that is exhausting. It’s a constant state of learning and growth, and I want to curl into a ball, avoid it all, and go to sleep. I mean, as a kid, there was continuous learning, and as a teenager, and in my twenties and thirties… okay, so…
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I don’t like cake.

Perfect Birthday Cake INGREDIENTS CAKE: Topping: Written for Bloganguary prompt 28: Describe your perfect birthday cake.
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Procrastination

why do it now? You can do something you want to do now, and do that later. It’ll be there tomorrow, there’s still time, just leave it. Wait, why not do it now? You can get that out of the way, then you can do what you want to do, free of guilt. Just get…
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Love is no show

Love is a gift to receive and to give. As the giver, I hand it to you with lid open. As the receiver, I accept what comes out. Written for Bloganuary prompt 24: How do you show love?
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A lie I tell myself

I like to lie and tell myself that I’m a kind person… but if I listen to my self talk, I’m really a verbally abusive asshole. Written for Bloganuary prompt 23: What is a lie you tell yourself?
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Oh to be an Entomologist!

This is a picture of me, my best friend, and my best friend’s sister at the Frost Entomological Museum. When I say that I was obsessed with becoming an Entomologist, I mean, obsessed. That clipboard was not provided by the museum; I was serious about being serious. I was in grade five, living in Pennsylvania…
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Free

This song speaks to me in a literal sense, it evokes movement (especially dancing), singing, reflection, and emotion… every time. If I were stranded on an island and could bring only one song, this would be it. Lots of love to Florence and the Machine ~ the human in my head. Sometimes I wonder if…
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Munsch

rare beginner’s mind formula uncrackable love you forever Written for Bloganuary prompt 21: Who is your favourite author and why?
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This old house

When you live in a train station, built in 1875, there’s always a lot to do, but things don’t always jive. What irritates me most, aside from lack of storage, are the beautiful original windows, causing a heat shortage… The wind whistles through, like a train on the tracks, and our money for heat… slips…
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Helping Inspirer

Insights Discovery is a four colour model highlighting personality preferences. Out of the four colours (Cool Blue, Fiery Red, Sunshine Yellow, and Earth Green), my profile indicates that I lead with Sunshine Yellow energy🟨 and that I also have a high preference for Earth Green energy🟩. These two colours are both above the midline for…
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Mediterranean Baked Beans

Beans, olives, capers, garlic, onions, tomatoes, oregano, salt & pepper, and white wine. Put it all together and enjoy a glass of wine while you wait for it to bake. Devour the Mediterranean Baked Beans on pasta, rice, greens, or on their own. ~ I love this dish because it’s easy, delicious, and because it…
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Just one?

How very lucky am I That as hard as I try I cannot narrowly say There’s been one happiest day Written for Bloganuary prompt 17: What is the happiest day of your life?
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Smells like family having my back

Woodchips. Whenever I smell woodchips I’m brought back to summers working at a mansion on a lake up north. I lived there and did odd jobs that a groundskeeper might do. One of those was building a woodchip path along the water from the boathouse to the three-story(!) treehouse. I was given a pitchfork and…
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What fear have you conquered?

In the airplane bathroom, sweating profusely, heart racing, he wondered how he’d ended up on this flight. He was trying to slow down his heart rate – but then, the lights went out. It must have been the lightning from the storm that had messed with the electrical, he thought. In the grim darkness, he…
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On a wish

preferred travel mode — through dark skies, “A shooting star!” and your wish takes flight Written for Bloganuary prompt 14: What is your preferred mode of travel?
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One billion dollars – I’ll pass.

I received a $25 gift card to Indigo for Christmas and I found it completely overwhelming trying to decide what to spend it on. When I went to the store there were different things that caught my attention (aside from books) but I couldn’t decied…should I buy something that is a little bit more than…
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Malingerer

Growing up, I never wanted to eat meat. I would refuse to eat it, attempt to trade with my sisters for their broccoli, and was left alone sitting at the dinner table many a night, until I ate the meat that had turned cold on my plate. My parents would remind me that there were…
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In six words

Success: when you understand your gifts. Written for Bloganuary prompt 11: How do you define success?
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Big Magic

On one dinner date with my dad, I proudly announced that I was writing a book, and he excitedly asked, “Oh yeah? What about?” When I replied that it was going to be about myself and stories in my life, I could see his enthusiasm evaporate. I was deflated looking at his deflation. It was…
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A gift from a student

The most memorable gift I’ve received, With best intentions is what I believed… I opened the bag, Thought, It must be a gag! Acne soap from a student? Indeed! Written for Bloganuary prompt 9: What is the most memorable gift you’ve received?
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Born on the Atlantic

I went down an ancestral rabbit hole today. The more I dug, the more roots I came up against. I believe it’s important to know where I come from, but unfortunately, it has never been something I’ve paid much attention to. I find dates difficult to remember and I find names of people I’ve never…
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The Show

New to the school, fish had only heard rumours, A show so surreal, its legend had moved her. Sun’s rays disappeared, and they gathered below, Gazing up from the bottom, awaiting the show. First one, then another. “Raindrops,” she was told. Surface collisions, a great sight to behold! But lurking in dark waters just out…
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Why write?

writing lucid, inspired a beginning and end because joy is an addiction create Written for Bloganuary prompt 6: Why do you write? Cinquain Poem
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Stumbling upon joy

On a quest to find my why, I found joy… I find writing cathartic, always have, and last September I decided to be more intentional about writing. I wanted something to hold me accountable, something more than scribblings in my worn journal, but something for me, just for me, so I started a blog. I…
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Treasure lost

I had a unique childhood. Each summer, while other kids were going to camps and playing games with neighbourhood friends, I was on an island looking for sunken treasure. I mean that literally. My sisters and I got to go to this magical place we predictably gifted the name, “The Island.” True to its island…
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