Need

Right now being discovered was a huge, wild need.

He would be back, her mind said quietly, and relief came comforting like a blanket.

She wanted him to realize her life had wings.


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This was written for the Trifextra Challenge for this weekend :) 

In explanation, my hubby's away for the weekend, and I'm getting ready to launch my own business as a life coach. 


This weekend we are playing another type of word game with you.  Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge.  (images here) What we want you to do is to scour the page (click to enlarge), choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own.  Your piece does not have to tell an entire story.  We just want to see what you can do with this particular word bank.  Punctuation is up to you.  Use whatever you need, whether or not it appears in the photos.

Grandfather

"I'm huuuuuunungry."

Warm laugh lines crinkled into a smile, "Are you as hungry as an ant?"

"Nooooooo!" said the girl in the way only grandaughters could.

"Are youuuu... Hungry as a hippo!?"

"Yeah!!"

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This was written for the Trifextra Challenge for this weekend :) 

For this weekend's challenge we're asking you to include some hyperbolein your piece.  It doesn't have to be the whole piece, but it needs to be in there, and we're looking for 33 words, as usual.

Why Not Relax?

Poet Lu Yu Wrote:

The Clouds above us join and separate,
The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns.
Life is like that, so why not relax?
Who can stop us from celebrating?


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This was written for the Trifextra Challenge for this weekend :) Mine is from The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff...and Lu Yu of course :D


This weekend we are venturing into uncharted territories once again.  This Trifextra isn't so much a writing challenge; it's more of a reading challenge.  We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find.

Some quick guidelines:

• The writing you choose should not be your own.
• The 33 words should be lifted directly from another source (i.e. don't take 33 random words from Macbeth and shake them into a poem of your own (though that would be an awesome idea for another challenge) and don't take a sentence from the beginning of a book and another from the end--keep the original order).
• Credit your sources.
• You can't use the same 33 words as anyone else in the linkz. Skim through before posting your own.  You can use the same author and even the same title, just not the exact same words.

Clarity

When the path is unclear, we can return to the breath
The font of life from beginning to end, it is always there
Like the beat of the heart, it sustains...and guides

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This was written for the Trifecta Challenge of the week :)

This week's word is:

PATH
1: a trodden way
2: a track specially constructed for a particular use
3a : course, route
  b : a way of life, conduct, or thought

Please remember:

• Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.

• You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.

• The word itself needs to be included in your response.

• You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 

• Only one entry per writer.
• Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

They'd Noticed

"The light is fading..."

"Don't worry, we'll find him."

"But what if he's hurt? Or lost?"

"Don't even think it. Kevin's a smart boy, I'm sure he's fine."

"I hope you're right..."

"Keeeeeeeevviiiiiiiinnnnnnn...!"


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This was written for the Trifextra Challenge for this weekend :)

It's the other side of the story from the previous entry, He Did.

For the weekend prompt we're asking for exactly 33 words of dialogue.

He did

Stars wheeled outside the cave mouth,
Marking the passing night

He wondered if they'd noticed he was gone...
He wondered if he cared...

As morning birds began to chirp, he realized he did

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This was written for the Trifecta Challenge of the week :)

MOUTH

1a : the natural opening through which food passes into the body of an animal and which in vertebrates is typically bounded externally by the lips and internally by the pharynx and encloses the tongue, gums, and teeth
  b : grimace
  c : an individual requiring food
2a : voice, speech
  b : mouthpiece
3: something that resembles a mouth especially in affording entrance or exit: as

  a : the place where a stream enters a larger body of water

  b : the surface opening of an underground cavity

  c : the opening of a container

  d : an opening in the side of an organ flue pipe

Please remember:

• Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.

• You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.

• The word itself needs to be included in your response.

• You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 

• Only one entry per writer.
• Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

The Tease

It sat there innocently enough, but temptation lurked in its every delectable curve.
"What?" I asked, frowning.
The french tart said nothing, poised just so, enticing me.
"Stupid diet..." I muttered, giving in.

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This was written for the Trifextra Challenge for this weekend :)

And now on to our quick weekend challenge.  This weekend, we're sending you back to English 101 to revisit the concept of literary devices.  We want you to give us a 33-word example of personification.  Wait.  What?  You forget what that is?  It's the practice of attaching human traits and characteristics with inanimate objects, phenomena and animals (http://literary-devices.com).  It's when the wind howls, the car door grunts, and the front porch shrugs its shoulders under the weight of its own history.  Remember?  For some writers, it's the backbone of their art.  This weekend, we want you all to give it a whirl, and we can't wait to see what you come up with.  Good luck!