THE 31 WRITING PROMPTS CHALLENGE
The Rules:
1) Completed at your own pace
2) One piece per prompt ... and must be relevant
3) Only in literature format ... this means only either poetry or prose.
4) Only your own work. If inspired or stock images used, give credit where credit is due!
The Prompts
01. Letter - [link]
02. Sticks and Stones - [link]
03. Birthday - [link]
04. Immortal - [link]
05. Circus - [link]
06. Abandoned - [link]
07. Nosebleed
08. Mother [or Father, or both]
09. Sunrise
10. Distraction
11. Habit
12. F--k
13. Love
14. Waste
15. Skinny
16. Eyes
17. White Noise
18. Impulse
19. Addiction
20. Desecrate
21. Death
22. Low
23. Heartbeat
24. First Kiss
25. Tomorrow
26. Sweet
27. Fog [or Mist]
28. Can't
29. Village
30. Time
31. Forget













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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
- W.B.Yeats
i'm looking over your gallery now.. i love the photography. i'm managing by with my own with, well, a cell phone camera but one day i hope to grab a higher quality camera and start making it a more open hobby of mine.
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talking with my hands
in more ways than one.
I only got my camera about a year ago so I'm very much still learning. What I really want is to do some shoots with models. But getting good wildlife stills and landscapes is also quite fun.
It's not too expensive to buy an okay canon or nikon camera. The canon 450D and the Nikon D80 are both pretty good entry level cameras.
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"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
- W.B.Yeats
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"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
- W.B.Yeats
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
By the way I intend to submit a piece for your current contest, but it might be a while before it is completed
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"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
- W.B.Yeats
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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