This post is for Baheya’s Miniature Writing Challenge. This week’s prompt is Freedom. For this challenge you are asked to write either an ultra short story (50-150 words), a haiku or a little poem. This week I decided to share a poem.
in a churning morass
spiralling ever deeper.
Not as good;
never as good
who went before.
What’s the point in trying?
You’ll never succeed.
Assume a brave face.
again and again,
say it until you
you are good enough.
There are no chains to
hold you down:
the world is full of
I wrote the first version of this poem a few years ago now and its been languishing in a folder on my computer ever since. After seeing the prompt for this week’s Miniature Writing Challenge I decided to resurrect it.
Writer’s block is something that I’ve battled with a lot over the years. It was only starting the blog and discovering flash fiction that really enabled me to move completely past it. I could write the occasional children’s story or poem, I could express myself creatively through painting, but trying to write the more grown up fiction that I love just left me staring at a blank screen thinking ‘why on Earth am I even trying – nothing I write will ever be good enough’.
I’m determined not to be imprisoned by such negativity any longer.
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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder