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Live-Love-Write — Writing Prompt: February
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Featuring those who submitted to the previous writing prompt from Live-Love-Write , here are the participants, listed order of submission, along with information on the newest prompt. Please remember to fave this journal to help support your work and the prompt!

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All literature and comics in response to the prompt are welcome and encouraged.


Previous Writing Prompt

Write anything that features one or more of the following:

- a complicated happiness
- make up
- Alaska
- a historical knife


Admin's Choice:

:thumb701648912: in the restricted section.Midnight is the quiet hour, the witching hour, the hour of sweet dreams and wretched nightmares— it brings forth the dance we simply cannot get rid of, our steps echoing in the caverns of the hallows of the Library, and together we let our feet guide us from section to section.Mystery was one we danced in most often, its masked murderers and thrill seekers a complement to your secrets and my hidden rooms—we pretended to not see the clues left for the other to find, to not see the numbers that glowed from the open pages of left behind physics books.We never did make it to the Romance section and I always wondered what dance we would have ha...


Poetry

:thumb698459209: Stuck conflictions I’m stuck. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know where to go.                     But I want it. I don’t want things to change. I think I’m happy. But it’s complicated.                     But I want to run away. I’m stuck. Shaded BeautyLife is quite hard, and has taken its toll. I cover the marks, and let no one know. Broken and scarred, both my body and soul. Make-up goes far, but it’s only for show. Look like a star, or at least meet the goal, and shade the dark, fading beauty below. Skin and PlasticThe ocean salt-licked calluses from my feet, sand clawed into my knee and the waves swallowed my sunglasses (I paid for all the times I wrote about it as though I’d been there with skin and plastic).It was easy letting it throw me, I already know how to go limp, how to accept the battering, how to float to the top playing dead (It shook me like a snow globe and for a moment under the night sky things were real again).I first saw the Atlantic under the cover of night, and last saw it running and stumbling towards it, fists and teeth and all my bruises bared and gleaming under the pinhole stars (once it was as dark on land as it is across th...


Prose

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This month's writing prompt, from now until February 28th:

Respond to the following theme:

Voice



It's been a long time, but you remember how it goes. Thank you all for your absolutely lovely work. I enjoyed reading every piece, and I hope to see more!

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