I love a story that begins with a negative comparison, something that makes you wonder, "if that's how it was how is it now?" Dreamy words from a past Fledgling participant.
There's no real dialogue in this piece, but the body language says it all. I love a writer unafraid to use every day situations to make us laugh.
This Fledgling can build a scene that felt so real you could almost taste the air. Here's hoping the things she worked on in the Nestling Course become a book some day.
What a difference it can make to a piece when a writer slips in a detail that speaks to our most memory-inducing sense: smell.
The "I Remember" prompt never fails to bring up a chaotic kind of beauty that haunts. This image has stuck with me since a Fledgling wrote it last week.
The sounds in this piece brought us all right into the moment. Don't forget about all five senses when building a world!
This piece hit that sweet spot, where memoir writing makes you wonder how the writer got a hold of your daydreams, fears, and funny bone.
Sometimes something as simple as two short lines of dialogue sticks with me after a workshop session for days. Who hasn't felt this moment?
Writing with others is something almost sacred to me. It is so special to write alongside someone, maybe to a prompt you've made up yourself, and have that person write something beautiful, something that could have come from no one's head but their own.
When I read this first line from my mom's response to one of last month's Tiny Letter prompts it hit me how much I love this Fledgling journey and the sweet connections I've made. Even with my momma--the one I'm most connected to--writer to writer is a new bond we can share.
Jesse was supposed to use his 6 minutes to write the first paragraph of a book he had no intention on finishing...but now I want to read the rest.