30 Days of Creative Writing: Day 29

For today’s exercise I’ve chosen another photo prompt. This one is called ‘The Journey’ and shows the view out of a car window. In addition there is the question what’s ahead and how does it relate to the morning news.

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I’m going to London on Friday!

To go to the Donmar Warehouse theatre. I’m going to be meeting up with some of the Gatiss Guild I met last year.

Here’s a photo of some of them. They really aren’t as cracked as they look.

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I’m extremely excited. I will of course review the play we’re seeing and anywhere we visit if I think people will be interested.

30 Days of Creative Writing: Day 27

Victory! Victory! My battle with uncooperative electronic items is over, and my tablet is now fully charged and functional (there’s no rule that says I can’t be over dramatic if I want to). So let’s have a look at another of the exercises in ‘Back to Creative Writing School’ by Bridget Whelan.

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30 days of Creative Writing: Day 24

I’m back! After feeling particularly awful for a couple of days and pretty much incapable of writing anything creative, I’m feeling almost human again.

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Another post about my illness. You can stop reading now.

I’m considering spending the day in bed, hoping the anxiety that’s currently choking me goes away and I stop wanting to cry. There’s no reason for either, it’s just how I feel today. I have things to do; I should be working on my short story, or reading one of the three books I need to review, or writing ky next ’30 days…’ post, or going to college to finish the assessment I started yesterday, or apply for that lab job in Leeds I’ve seen advertised, or eat something sensible, or take my dogs for a long run, or…you get the picture.

It’s really frustrating that I have things I need to get done. But I just don’t want to leave my room. My room is safe, everything else is scary. There are people outside; I’ll have to speak to them or otherwise interact.

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