Challenge Corner #7 – Openings
This week, I’m going to do something a little different.
This week, I’m going to give you three opening lines. The challenge is easy – you pick an opening line, and you write something that starts with it. So here goes:
– Do you trust me?
– This is the day the gates close forever.
– What do you do when you find you’re just too scared?
That’s all there is to it! Write a story, write a poem, write a recipe for chocolate brownies if you’re so inclined.
Well, okay, that’s not all there is to it. I couldn’t possibly post a Challenge Corner without some kind of super bonus option…
+ Bonus Points if you write a piece each for two of these.
++ Double Bonus Points if you write a piece each for all three.
+++ Triple Bonus Points and Super Rainbow Cookies if you write three pieces, each starting with one of these lines, and each including both of the other two lines in the body of the piece.
Don’t forget, super bonus options are totally optional, and it’s up to you how much of a challenge you go for. Also don’t forget, I love to read what you guys come up with, so let me know what you’re picking and leave me links when you’re done!
Good luck, Challengers.
Cadi x
I’m all about Super Rainbow Cookies.
Unrequited
This is the day the gates close forever.
Do you like the way our eyes blink
two fold for ever slam-bang of lock
and key? Yes, yes. What do you do
when you find You’re just too scared?
Move on, said the mother to the son,
and you, do you trust me?
Move on.
Flood
What do you do when you find you’re just too scared
and the patterned shells are bursting past,
kilometres of sea and sky and you’re stuck here,
land locked. This is the day the gates close
forever and you know there is more to come,
more light and air and –
we’re circulating the problem: do you trust me?
Open your mouth, breathe it in and smile,
you’re getting there.
Pyre
‘Do you trust me?’
She moves like silver beats, heavy and long
on the cool river night. She opens her eyes
and the lantern lights sway with her hips,
‘this is the day the gates close forever.’
Echoing over the lippy waves, she looks
and the jaw of sand closes against the wind,
along hull there are cracks repaired seven times
seven years ago; one bad luck follows another.
‘What do you do when you find you’re just too scared?’
The rocks are jagged and ohso welcoming,
like silence melting over salt and ash, she burns.
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Pengi has broken the bank on bonus points – so beautiful my lovely!
So I did a little bit of fiction 😮
Here you go