writing prompt
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We spend so much of October talking about ghosts, telling stories about things that move through empty hallways, footsteps heard above us when no one is home, shadows crossing windows, and voices coming from rooms that have been locked for decades. We like to be frightened by things we can blame on the supernatural Because…
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Inspiration has terrible timing. She never arrives when you’ve scheduled an afternoon to write. She doesn’t care that you’ve made coffee, lit a candle, or finally have an uninterrupted hour. Instead, she appears while you’re driving home, standing in line at the grocery store, or halfway through dinner when someone says a sentence so beautiful…
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You only wrote to me once, like planting a message in a place you had no intention of ever returning to. The silence should have been a quiet closing of a garden gate. But my hands clear dead leaves to search for another message, thinking it might be hesitant to bloom as if you were…
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One moment you believe your garden is flourishing, then a gardener walks away, and you are left with silence and an emptiness you never thought possible, but here’s what is extraordinary about abandoned gardens. Abandoned gardens embrace their wildness. They grow what they want. It doesn’t matter that this red rose appeared in the middle…
