Write on Wednesdays #1

  
I've been following a weekly writing meme for a few weeks now, thinking that perhaps I will have a go but still waiting for that prompt that pulled just the right threads of motivation needed to get started.  I used to write a bit, here and there, and have half written children's stories all over the place in various scrapbooks, and one finished one that even got sent to a manuscript assessor a few years ago and has since been sitting around collecting dust.

Today's prompt was a photo, not just any photo but a photo of a tree, I was sold.  I do love trees.  My first thoughts were that there was a little crack down the bottom that looked just like a faerie door and I started my piece with that in mind but it sort of changed around a bit along the way...  It's my first time to join in so go easy on me, but honestly.

Write On Wednesdays Exercise 7 - Sit under a tree and write: Find yourself a quiet spot. Set a timer for 5 minutes. Take a look at Kristy's Tree Photo. Write the first words that come into your head. Keep writing whatever comes into your head. Stop when the buzzer rings. Do this exercise over and over if you wish. If like me, you struggle with visual prompts, perhaps try sitting under a tree to write. I have heard that changing your usual writing place can spark new inspiration. Try it and see. Do both if you please!

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Dawn was breaking outside Woody Nook, the place we had called home for the past year.  I had grown to love our new home, a change from city living, all the lush green surrounding us and only the hoot of the owls to be heard at night.  That morning there were dewdrops on the leaves from the night’s rain and everything was sparkling and new.  A cliché I know but so much more true out in the country and I had never appreciated the saying before. 

I was all ready for the day, seated in my window seat filled with soft cushions, Enya playing on the CD player and a steaming cup of frothy hot chocolate next to me.  I had two options, the latest Maggie Alderson novel or my knitting.  Oh, the decisions.  Really, I thought, I should go for a walk out in the forest.  The sun was shining through the trees and hitting the raindrops still perched on the edges of the leaves drooping around my window sill, making rainbows sparkle around.

Throwing on a cardigan and picking up my mug I discarded the words and the wool and ventured out…
  
  
Thanks for inspiring us all to dust off that corner of our brain filled with stories Gillian from inkpaperpen!  If you are interested in finding out more, head over here to find out.