Writing Prompt: Love at First Smell

TC180’s random writing prompts.

Love at first smell.

150 word max. Poems, fiction, or non-fiction.

 

If at least 10 people participate, the chosen winner gets a colorful Jpeg award image to put on their social media or blog.  It will likely be cheesy.

Leave your entry in the comments or leave a link to it.

It’s Noon-Thirty

…or something.

Biology class is imminent, though so is the fact that I’ll be a few minutes late.  I’ve attended my classes responsibly, for the most part.  I’m a bit cocky because I’ve been cutting class since the 2nd grade and still passing…

…not just passing, but excelling beyond my peers in every standardized test.

Maybe it does make me cocky…too cocky.  I haven’t exactly passed every college class.

I did OK on the lab practical…fairly sure I passed, but I don’t like it when it’s a mystery, a surprise I’m waiting for.  I’ve done much better on every other exam so far.

I don’t know why I’m telling this to the internet as if it cares.

Is it sad that I would love time to write fanfiction again?  Then again, I love the job that has eaten every available hour outside of classes between noon and 10pm.  I love assembling the dead, putting their pieces back in place and learning their stories.

I’ve finished a baby deer skull and two human craniums just yesterday…

Dear online diary, forgive me for being late to class to tell you everything.

Press on

Press out

down about the dust

make the path

 

Thorns snag

burrs hitchhike

trying to find the sun.

 

I’ve only ever run.

Now a patch of ground

calls.

 

It holds a lake

where I can see my heart glow

in its reflection.

 

Before, I’ve seen only clouds,

lightning

 

I’ve seen only

a murky surface

oiled slick and swirling

 

How am I to believe in this glow?

A whole universe, waiting to grow.

 

.

 

 

 

Update 2/29/16

For those who were biting their nails about whether I finished my psych paper…

…because I’m sure there were many of you…

I turned it in on time…well, late, but in time enough to get a grade.

Today I did well on two exams, I’m certain of it.

I’ve got a lab practical at 10am.  The morning and I don’t traditionally get along…but I’m trying.

Writing assignments coming up!  I’m taking a Writing for Media course, which means quirky characters and experimentation.  That means experimenting on all of you!

 

Wait, where are you going?  Come back!

 

Count Down

How many made it this time around,

how many faces with you

versus those you search for in the rain.

 

Let the ball drop

Fluctuations of millions beginning,

ending

stories spilling open

 

In explosions

fires

disease

and we’re left counting names

faces in the room with us

to see who’s going round again.