Today’s writing prompt will encourage you to consider the power behind the things you write. Keep reading to see the full writing prompt and my completed version of it: When I Wrote the Letter.
Today’s Writing Prompt: When I Wrote…
Start your writing today by completing this sentence, “When I wrote…” And try to be as creative as possible with what you write.
Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt
When I Wrote the Letter, by K.E. Creighton
When I wrote the letter, it wasn’t meant to be sent. Especially not to him. And especially not by me. To him. To read.
No, I’m no coward. I’m not shy. It’s all a case of mistaken identity. You see. Amorphous expectations and lines. Unforeseen. Consequences. That manifested.
When I wrote the letter, I was only experimenting with the consonants on the page and the shape they take. And his name just so happened to rhyme, fitting the meter of the verse.
All of this is a comically mistimed scheme. Or so I thought. But maybe that’s not really the case.
When I wrote the letter, he was still a stranger to me. And still is. Perhaps no longer.
Now he thinks I’m infatuated, elated, deeply in love. Every time I’m in his mere presence. It’s perverse. I know. That he read the letter. Unintended. An innocent bystander of my word experiment.
When I wrote the letter, I thought myself a muse. Not a scribe or a lover. Until now. Because I avoided structure. I was free. To avoid all forms and cadence. But now the stanzas have changed him. Moved me.
And I can’t escape the meaning. That the words in the letter composed. With the structure of letters, no less. As if he and this newly arranged reality were their corporal destiny.