The 2018 August Write Away Challenge
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- Day 1 – What book did you read over and over again as a child?
- Day 2 – Some of the things that make me happy are…
- Day 3 – Name three things you’d do if you weren’t so afraid.
- Day 4 – How easy is it for you to forgive those who have caused you pain?
- Day 5 – What are your best character traits?
- Day 6 – What grand adventure do you wish you could go on?
- Day 7 – Dear past me…
- Day 8 – If you could meet any fictional character, who would it be?
- Day 9 – Your favorite movies.
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Reminders before we get started:
- The prompt is to use or ignore as you wish;
- Absolutely any form of the written word is allowed;
- All participation will be on the honor system, though sharing is strongly encouraged;
- Participants will be asked to let me know each week that they’ve written daily;
- Those who do write daily for the week will have their name entered into a drawing at the end of the month for a $25 Amazon Gift Card;
- Any blogger who participates and writes every day for the month will receive a badge for your blog.
- Please send me an email or contact me to let me know you’re participating!
Fri, Aug. 10 – Did you ever run away from home?
Did I ever run away from home? Nah. One time, I got into a pretty heated fight with my brother and I left the house. I walked two blocks up the street before I realized I had no intention of going home. It was winter, however, and the sun was setting. My sister wisely came after me and took me for a long drive before going home. That was the closest I’ve ever come to actually running away.
Other than that one brief moment, I don’t think I ever even considered running away. I loved home — which is funny, right? Though economically we were impoverished, my mother filled our home with music and reading and writing and games and Christmas and homemade meals and God’s Word, and there was never a poverty of spirit. I can’t speak for my siblings, but… though I knew we had little, it never struck me as a problem. Mom always made the most of what we had, and it birthed many good memories.
So no… why would I run away when Momma had the hot cocoa mix and the Bach records?
Happy AWAC writing!
From the shores of Wicket Lake,