Let’s get this weekend write-life started! Write whatever sparks joy for you. Here’s how:
Exactly 100 words. Not 99 or 101. The Word Count Police are tracking!
Genre? Writer’s choice! So long as you give us all the thrills and the feels.
To Fic or to Non-Fic? You decide. What matters most is that you’re satisfied with the output.
Copy/paste your words in the comments, then share on your own Substack, and maybe, share to social media!
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Hope to do one later - I've had family staying! 😊
Last night dreamt I was an astronaut, alone on the moon. My space suit shut me off from the featureless moonscape. I saw the earth-rise over the horizon, how lovely, serene, unreachable. I felt afraid. What if I could not return? Am I condemned to see it but never go back? When I woke a truth came to me in the dark. It was not the earth that I had seen. It was the rising planet of my own past years, the sum of all my terrible, unalterable days - inaccessible, untouchable. A dread world to which I cannot return.