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Passion
They looked into each others eyes, their lips only a fraction apart...and then it happened.
Okay, no. This newsletter isn't about romance and passion. It's about you as a writer. What are you passionate about? Some of us have full time careers and write once in a while on a Saturday afternoon. Some of us have little hooligans jumping around in the background while we try to peck out a paragraph on a sticky keyboard. But what makes us similar is that fire, the desire to write something that's been clamoring to get out and onto paper.
Then there are the authors that want to write, that love to spin a story but can't find the perfect idea. We're all searching for inspiration. But for me, the thing that gets me back to the keyboard in the middle of my chaotic life, is an idea in my head that is just burning to be shared. I thought of this story, and now I'd like you to enjoy it too.
What inspires? Things you are passionate about. I define passionate as something that tickles and intrigues my imagination. That classic "what if" scenario. Things I see happening around me. Then when I start to think about that scenario, I feel the challenge to invent the story. Obviously, if I were someone who wrote non-fiction, it would be knowledge I want to share with and educate others. When you find yourself setting aside other things because you need to write what is in your head, you've found passion.
So be passionate and Write On!
This month's question: What passions inspire you to write? Send in your answer below!  Editors love feedback!
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Excerpt: Something touched my head and I jerked away; ready to shoot whatever attacked me. I looked up and a boney arm extended over the edge of the rack. A dirty sleeve hung from the appendage.
“Who are you?” I demanded. I pushed the arm with the barrel of my rifle.
Another rustle from a rack further down, “Who are you?” was repeated back to me. It couldn’t be an echo, it had to be someone.
Excerpt: The moment the door opened, I slumped past my flatmate and collapsed on the couch.
“Wow. That bad, huh?”
Excerpt: With numb silver hands, I chose four pears from the bowl. Autumn light scattered through the yellowing leaves and beveled glass to reflect off fingers and onto the walls—little fairies of light dancing in shadows. I absently hummed the tune my son plucked on his lute, pausing a moment before taking a knife to the first pear. Once they were skinned and sliced, my cold toes pleasantly warming in the heat radiating from the oven, I tossed the wedges in flour, cinnamon, sugar, and nutmeg—the last of last year’s Christmas gift from Snow White.
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Excerpt: The Haster’s had fifty-seven dollars and twenty-three cents in the bank and Slim had a dollar in his wallet. Although the Hasters were financially strapped, they were healthy and happy. Then, unexpectedly, it happened. Slim Haster, unfortunately, happened to be in the right place, but at the wrong time.
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Excerpt: "Johnson. Tyrelle-Rex Johnson," Elle provided. The room broke out in snickers. She knew part of the reaction was from the fumble by the teacher, and some were about her name. It wasn't lost on her that people found a skinny, fair-skinned, red-headed girl with a name like hers amusing. "Elle for short," she added, with a one-shoulder shrug. She looked down at the notebook on her desk, letting her long hair drape down to mostly cover her face. She was done with being in the spotlight.
Excerpt: Absurd as it was, Tenrai could not help but be intrigued, as he was no mere mortal himself, for he too was a demon – who thrived for violence, cruelty, and challenge. To him, humans were a weak inferior race, who existed as mere fodder for amusement, or to grovel at his feet in servitude. No human was capable of defeating a demon, especially one as strong as himself, but the desire for a good fight compelled him to confront this man.
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Excerpt: Every one in the small town of Arlington knew the old Wheaten house was haunted. It sat at the top of a very high hill overlooking the town. The house was at least 150 years old but really didn’t look it. It still sported a fresh coat of white paint and the shutters were still in place and there were no broken windows. The yard was trimmed and the porches were in good repair.
No one in town would even think of going near the old house. No one had lived there for twenty five years, but someone had to be keeping the old house in good repair. There were the usual rumors that no one who went into the house was ever seen again, but no one in town really knew of anyone that had ever had the nerve to go in.
Excerpt: "Pa, Pa," I shouted, with a running dismount.
Pa was closing the corral gate behind 15 head. He turned to catch me as she ran head-long into him. "How bad is it?" Pa asked.
I struggled to get my breath. "Pa, Pa, they built a dam. They built a dam."
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This month's question: What passions inspire you to write? Send in your answer below! Editors love feedback!
Last month's question: Has personal tragedy affected your writing?
Osirantinous  shared: I am one who has not suffered a lot of personal tragedy, for which I'm incredibly grateful. However, my mum found a lump on her breast about a month into my membership on WDC and I really didn't know how to deal with that. So I wrote a poem. And I really don't write poems, but it seemed the only way I could get my words out. "When you rang with your bad news"
dragonwoman  answered: I have written poetry and short stories about some personal losses. I find it cathartic and that it helps me live with the loss.
Zeke responded: A completely unexpected stroke ended my writing.
powwow replied: Trials, tribulations, loss and hardships have most definitely colored my writing - and inspired many of my short stories. The inspiration one can mine from life's challenges for one's writing can be a silver lining in the cloud.
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