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A world passes by each day,
There’s no swimming behind the glass –
Except for ideas in her head.
She’s not flashy enough to catch the eye –
But she’s becoming ever brighter.
This was written in response to the Trifextra 101 Challenge: to come up with 33 words to describe the above photo.
After coming off another month of working on (and maybe completing my chapter of quantitative analysis by carrying) dissertation papers and statistics books everywhere I went – strewn atop bleachers, across counter tops, littering my bed…boy, could I ever relate! I meet with my methodologist later this week, so wish me progressive luck! -jody
I haven’t been on the Trifecta grid for a little while, so I was pleased to have a few minutes to ponder today’s new Trifextra weekend prompts. This weekend we’re being asked to add our own thirty words to the following three words that were supplied for a total of thirty-three. Hope you enjoyed mine. By the way – this little exercise & the tremendously wonderful Trifecta group isn’t exclusive. Throw some of your own words out & come join us! Here’s the 3 you’ll need to include this time around:
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The weekend Trifextra challenge is as follows:
In The Scorpio Races, author Maggie Stiefvater writes, “It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.” (If you want to find out more about Maggie Stiefvater, check out her Twitter here and her Facebook here. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.IHMejm27.dpuf)
Give us the next thirty-three words of this story, as you imagine it. Take it wherever you like, but make it original and make it 33 words exactly.
“It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.”
So is this day more significant than any other of the year?
Only if you consider it also happens to be All Saint’s Day –
fundamentally meaning we take time to celebrate those deaths.
I long for those primitive days of old.
Then, whenever I’d screech and roar my beastly best,
all went well in my world.
I’d be held,
Where did the cuddling go?
This was written in response to this weekend’s fun Trifextra 33-word challenge. What better to write about than beastly behavior, as the Hallowed Eve tries to slip upon us?
Thirty years ago, Roald Dahl published the book Dirty Beasts, a collection of poems for children about weird and wonderful animals. The last poem, however, is called The Tummy Beast about a boy who thinks there’s someone living in his belly. Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an unusual place. No swamps or forests or caves, we really want you to take your beast out of its comfort zone. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.SSZ6TDA4.dpuf
Once dashing and handsome and debonair –
Smashing and fearless,
Shocking locks of waving hair.
I would think this trio lives eternally in despair,
Great legends reduced to no greater than a candy bar.
Had fun with this one (as usual) – allowing the ending to be nonsensical as the message! Have a sweet day! -j
This weekend we’re asking for 33 of your own words about a famous trio. The trio could be from literature, from history or from pop culture. Just make it yours and have fun with it. Good luck!
This week’s challenge is community judged.
- For the 14 hours following the close of the challenge, voting will be enabled on links.
- In order to vote, return to this post where stars will appear next to each link. To vote, simply click the star that corresponds with your favorite post.
- You can vote for your top three favorite posts.
- Voting is open to everyone.
- You have 14 hours to vote. It’s not much time, so be diligent! We’ll send out reminders on Twitter and Facebook.
- The winners will be announced in the comments of Friday’s post and will be posted in our typical fashion in the post on the following Monday.
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Three minutes ago…
Our eyes locked.
Our faces drew near.
Our lips conjoined.
Three minutes ago again…
Our eyes locked.
I dropped my head.
Our guilt convened.
Three minutes ago…
Our eyes locked…
Written, tongue in cheek, for this weekend’s Trifextra challenge, in which we were asked to write on time travel in exactly 33 words. We were supposed to then entitle it with the Year/Date, but I figure any old time would do for this lost-in-the-loop moment (well, 3 moments).
A determined reflection stared back, refusing to mimic her mid-life facade as she smoothed things over with anti-aging cream.
“You haven’t caught me yet. There’s still a few good miles left on here.”
The Trifextra weekend prompt: This week we are taking you, once again, back to school for a lesson in literary devices. Remember the apostrophe? About.com defines apostrophe as, “A figure of speech in which some absent or nonexistent person or thing is addressed as if present and capable of understanding.” That same site provides some excellent examples of apostrophes in classical literature. Check them out and then have a crack at it yourself. Give us your best 33-word example of an apostrophe. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.bRVLGqBR.dpuf