Today is the 2nd edition of #WritingWednesday!!!
Remember, #WritingWednesday is an EASY, STRESS-FREE, weekly writing challenge.
- Read the writing prompt below,
- Spend 5 minutes writing (in your own voice or the voice of a character you’re writing) whatever comes to mind,
- DON’T EDIT what you write! IT DOES NOT HAVE TO BE PERFECT!
The goal is 5 minutes of creativity.
Today I am writing in the voice of Austin Bradley Nixon, a character in my upcoming novel The Beast Within (This is not a selection from the novel).
Today’s writing prompt:
Write a diary entry, dated 10 years in the future!
It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. No one was supposed to get hurt. When I think back, to where I went wrong, it all started with that cat. That damn cat. Or maybe it was Suzi. Suzi Denson, with her perfect smile and baby powder perfume. How was I supposed to resist her? How is any man supposed to resist someone so perfect… so beautiful… so—.
There’s no reason to dwell on the past, it doesn’t help. My therapist says it only distracts me from making progress, preventing me from moving on with my life. Not that I have much of a life to move onto. My world is a 10-foot by 6-foot cell. Concrete walls and steal bars are all I look at, day in and day out. I have no family, thus no one to visit me. My only friend is John Riley, the man in the cell next to mine. I’ve never seen his face, but his voice is gentle and his laugh is guttural. I imagine him to be a portly man with rosy red cheeks and a soft smile. I don’t know why he’s in here, we don’t talk about the past. But, if he’s on death row too, it means he must have done something pretty bad. Maybe even worse than me, if that’s possible.
© 2019 Nina Soden
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Alright, now it’s your turn. I’d love to see what today’s writing prompt inspires in you. So, if you are willing, go to the comment section below and start typing. Take 5 minutes and let’s see what you come up with!
Write a diary entry, dated 10 years in the future!
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Nina Soden 
2-18-2029
Today is THE day! The day I have been waiting for, well, for my entire life. Everything is going to be perfect. My seat, the people I’m with, what I’m wearing. Everything. Me and mom went and got my hair and nails done this morning. Everything is perfect. Dad went and picked up the dress from the cleaners, and my little brother John picked up my speech. Everything is perfect. Mom and I pulled up to the auditorium. All of the other girls and guys were lined up out side of the changing rooms. My heart began beating fast. Today is the the day. I made my way into the changing room and threw on my gown. My hair and cap in place. I made my way to my seat, we all stand as they call our names.
“Janice Reed.” My name is called.
Today is the day I radiate college, and it’s all so perfect.
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My eyes watered as I looked out on the desert helped me. I dabbed at them with my fingers. It was my wedding day, I wasn’t supposed to be crying. Of course I was happy that I was here, that I was marrying Aaron, that my kingdom would in a few years have an heir. Naturally I was overjoyed that I could spend the rest of my life with the person I loved so much. But how could I be truly happy if my mother wasn’t here to see it? My mother was supposed to walk me down the elie, she was supposed to crown Aaron king consort. She was meant to be here and yet she wasn’t. My father stood by my side, my brother waited at the altar to stand by me during the ceremony. Quinn, Kyra and the rest of my friend’s sat in the front row, beaming. And yet it just didn’t feel right. How was I going to lead my tribe without my mother’s guidance? Even if I had the love of my life at my side, would it be enough?
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12/12/2029. 5:45:29
Departure day.
Departure day… I had been waiting for this day for the past ten years, we all had. We thought the Departure was going to go smoothly, everyone was supposed to make their way to their local rocket-center to board their predetermined shuttle, to leave this rotting husk of a planet behind.
It didn’t work. Of course it didn’t.
As soon as the first one had launched, we knew it was a failure. The planet was collapsing into itself, no-one could get out before we lost the moon, and now my time had come. Goodbye.
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