#77: Snow Day
It’s deep into winter where I live and here that means one thing: snow, and plenty of it.
While I’m not the biggest fan, even I will admit that it makes great writing weather. There’s just something cozy about curling up with a blanket and a cup of tea, and losing yourself in the world of your imagination as flakes drift slowly past your window.
We won’t all be writing under those conditions this week, but we can still evoke that feeling. So grab yourself a mug of something warm, snuggle up with your laptop, and dream of the bite of winter wind on your cheeks…
This week's prompts
Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.
Fluff – 133 stories
Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.
Summer – 165 stories
“From Years... To Now” by XANDER DMER
"Stacey and Jonathan” Wake up, your father is coming in 9 minutes, to bring you and Jonathan sledding." Uggghhh... Mom does Jonathan have to come? He is sooo annoying!!! “Also the last time we went sledding he ruined it!!!” “Yesss Stacey,” Jonathan has to come. Besides I want both of you to have fun sledding. “Stacey, you don't want to make him feel left out do you?” <...
“Do you remember?” by 【ↇ𝔸𝕂𝕆⇝𝔹𝔼𝔸ℝ 】
I watch the snow come swirling down, and, as I watch, I think and I remember. I remember you, Bubs. I remember everything we did together. I’m not ever going to forget. Never. It was snowing the day you died. Do you remember? It was snowing the day we met. Do you remember? I know I do. Right now, I’m replaying that day, 23 years ago, 7th January. I ...
“White Memories” by Nancy Drayce
Dread is crawling down my spine as my eyes are glued to the window. The last time I saw snow was when I died, sixteen years ago. Who would have thought, that such a mesmerising day would turn into the most agonising one of my life? Not me… I still, to this day remember how it felt; taking that cold and crisp breath for the last time. As the seconds were passing it was less and less cold, the warmth was taking over my body. It sounds strange I have to admit. Usually, as you are dying you would feel cold because the heart starts beat...
“Regrets, Hallucinations, and a Winter Cabin” by ✯𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫✯
Your life is filled with regrets now. You are now stuck in a remote winter cabin, with no electricity, no internet, no phone service, no food, no water, no people to talk to. Just you and the winter cabin, strangled in the middle of the woods. Trying to survive. Now you wish that you never listened to that fake poster. But, you can't blame yourself. You needed money anyway. You needed to help your mother to be healthier. You had no money to do the operation for her. So you thought that the poster was your only chan...
“Breezy Winter Vacation” by XANDER DMER
Here we go again... staying in the same old, dusty, creepy looking cabin. No Heat, No Electricity, and No Wifi, which sucks! so this is the only place we can stay in, while we have a cold, boring winter vacation. Mom always says that I cant use my phone nor play Video Games while we're on winter vacation. We have to spend time together as a family. There's nothing to do... I'm starving right now and we have just enough food that will last less than a week. We were going to stay here for five days, but the stay had to increase because a bl...
“Espoir” by Orenda .
The totems coruscate with the tints of amethyst, ruby, canary and emerald and a lot more that the spectrum of colours can expand to. Every colour is ablaze with emotions and tells the stories of not happy families and evergreen love stories, but tales of traumatic memories and catastrophic plot twists that are discarded and wished to wash away with the azure tides of the sea that recede and fade away, never to splash its feet on withering rocks and giggling children. Fauna hands a claret totem over to a customer tha...
“In my Heart” by ✯𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫✯
"I can't believe it mother, after seven years, we're finally going sledding again. It reminds me of him." Ruby set up her board, ready to go downhill. She glanced at her mother who was also doing the same. "Me too, Ruby, me too." she nodded as she held the board. ✵✵✵ 8 years ago... Ruby held on to her mother's hand. She was scared. The young girl didn't know what was happening to...
“Realistic Fiction” by Amy St. Pierre
The window was drafty. It needed to be replaced, and I could feel the cold chill of December seeping into the apartment. As if on cue, I heard the heat click on, roiling through the baseboards. I pulled my husband’s old gray hoodie tighter around my body. On me, the sweatshirt was hugely oversized, more like wearing a blankety dress than a zip up hoodie. But it was warm and thick and it reminded me that he was still here, if not literally here right at this moment, bu...
“A Spark in the Cold” by Corey Melin
The time has come for Jake to head to his cabin once again. This time it is going to last for a while. Part of him wished it would be forever, but not possible in his current predicament. “One day it will be mine,” he muttered. He drove up into the hills, pondering if he would have to put his chains on since the snow was getting deeper and deeper.
“Testing the Limits” by TJ Squared
I looked out over the sparkling snowy valley and watched as two deer bounded across it. It was as if they said Hey, want to go bound in the snow today? I took a deep breath of fresh mountain air and turned to go do what I came to do. Ice skate. It was a sport that I loved and nearly thrived on. The forest was all around me, a new layer of snow tested the branches’ weight limit. I sat on a worn log that many befo...
“Sole” by Scout Tahoe
I took a Red Eye to San Francisco. The plane balanced on a navy sky and for a second I thought I was above the stars. The flickers of arrowhead lights were below me and as the clouds licked the sunrise, I saw the city. No stars, just twinkling city lights. Half of the buildings were already drenched in gold and smudged gray. It was breathtaking to see an entire city half-asleep, rubbing the flocks of aging seagulls under its eyes. The streetlights blinked out like Morse code messages into the shadows and the plane directed i...
“On the Run” by Akshaya Sutrave
Author’s note: Personally, I feel this story would have been better with a few thousand more words, but that’s the word count limit for you. Everything here is completely fictional! And PLEASEEE critique it (I don’t mind how harsh or to-the-point it is, as long as it is constructive)The coldness of the snow stung my feet as I plodded through the icy ground. My feet sunk into the soft snow of the once green hinterlands of Tasmania. Chilling wind bit against my...
“Lights ” by R. K.
Ⅰ. Picture Alaskan snow and meteors that drop like baseless promises and dissolve away like morning kisses. The sky is indigo and crooked, leaning right into tomorrow, and Raphaela is tracing cold hearts of ice into the windowpane with her nails. Not the romantic ones shaped like clovers that rip into tissue paper halves, but the human hearts that quiver and bleed and only last a fragile lifetime.The stars are falling, but Raphaela isn’t wishing. She’s praying. While looking past the whit...
“The Shocking Arrival” by ✯𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫✯
I see the world go by without me. I see each ball of snow drop from the roof of my house. I tilt my head to see the icicles form on my roof. I shiver again. The dripping of the wet snow is one of the most relaxing sounds I have ever heard in my life.Drip! Drop! Drip! Drop!It's the same old people going around and about for the same errands. Mr. Charles is hanging on to his coat for dear life as he is shoveling the snow from his backyard. I continue to stare again from plain sight. I sneak on ...
“Stay Home” by Amany Sayed
When I went to sleep last night, it was hot. I mean I felt like I was going to melt hot. A sheen of sweat lined my brow, I was dressed in my shortest shorts, my hair was pulled back, and my blankets were discarded on the floor of my already messy bedroom. When I woke up and felt slightly colder than I had the night before, almost shivering in my outfit, I thought I had a fever. Some sort of heatstroke. <...
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