Sharing a snippet of my NaNoWrimo FreewriteMadness based on today's prompt.
“It’s a boarding school?” Clarissa jerked with surprise and the top scoop of her ice cream cone teetered dangerously. She poked it securely back in place, licked the sides of the cone with her tongue, then wiped her hand on the bright green sod surrounding Sneaky Tate’s parking lot. On a far corner of the lawn the sprinklers made a slow swooshing noise, and drops of water fell to the ground glistering like jewels in the afternoon sun. Clarrisa and Leah had headed directly from the dance class to San Lorenzo’s popular hangout to celebrate Leah’s big news.
Leah rolled her eyes at Clarissa’s question. “Dumb, Morely. You’re really dumb!” Leah paused to lick the edge of her frozen fruit bar, then let out a patient sign. Sometimes her best friend’s ignorance of dance matters was astounding. “For someone who’s been studying ballet almost as long as I have, you really don’t know a thing.”
“Tell my mother that!” Clarissa groaned, brushing crumbs from her cone off her white shorts.” Maybe she’ll finally let me stop dancing. I’ve been studying nearly eight years, just like you, and I’m still not graceful, And I still hate ballet with a passion. Give me dogs, cats, horses, cows, the great outdoors,” she said with an emphatic toss on her red braid. “I’m just not the indoor, cultured type. You know that. The problem is my mother doesn’t.”
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for bringing me along in this magnificent journey. Through them, I have found back my desires to write, be it fiction, freewrite, true or make-belief. I have evolved myself into more than just a reader. Unlike in the past, where I would stick my nose into a book and be amazed with the creations of others, now I'm able to share my own creations to the world.
My first freewrite prompt was : Time to move on in July 2018. Since then, I've never looked back. Just like the song Let It Go by Idina Menzel, when one start to write, the words just keeps flowing out continuously.
So, come join us and let the feelings come out from your heart and the words will eventually form on its own. Before, you know it, your first Freewrite is complete.
