Woot. The Secret Keeper posted a new challenge on Monday. The key was to use Rough, Gate, Rag, Hip, and Wine in either flash fiction or a poem in a style of your choosing. I chose the Tanka.
Here’s my offering:
Would I choose water
Over wine? A too rough truth
Over a smooth lie?
The gate to more is a red
Rag flown from a corpse’s hip.
AKA Jessie doesn’t know how to be an adult and interact with other humans who seek to aid her in her quest for manuscript editing.
Sooooo yeah. Another blog style entry from me this week at Stevie’s encouragement. He’s been… moderately helpful in this whole process, but really, I think I rather enjoy being freaked out; after all, if I didn’t love it, why would I do it so very, terribly often?!? Continue reading Panic! At the Desktop: An Anxiety Ridden Day
So the rules are simple. Write a poem or flash fiction and incorporate these five words:
SUN / BOOK / ACT / STAND / WAR
Because I’m a sucker for the style, I chose to follow the structure of a villanelle. Here goes my entry:
The Wolf Who Cried Continue reading The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #123