Writing Exercise 081

Another week has gone by. This is the last writing exercise in June already. Wow. Time sure flies by.
Today I have a Tanka for you and it's about a rainy day.
Here it is:

2017/06/30 – a rainy day (Tanka)

As the sky darkens

The clouds are heavy with rain

Droplets fall quietly

They are pitter-pattering

At the window of my soul

Writing Exercise 080

It's time for writing exercise number 080 already. Time sure flies by! :o
This week my task is to write a riddle. Let's see if you can find out what I'm writing about. I'm sure you will. :D

2017/06/23 – riddle

I see something you don't see,

Hanging from a willow tree,

Spinning on a single thread,

Far away from a spider's net,

It is wiggling,

it is jiggling,

Waiting for the wane of the moon,

Once it turns into a cocoon,

Tell me now, what did I see

Hanging from that willow tree?

Writing Exercise 079

Recently I feel like I'm neglecting my dear blog because I do nothing but post my weekly writing exercises each week. Which saddens me. :/
I want to give you more content, but right now I barely manage to squeeze my writing exercises into my week. And I figured, this is the least I can do.
So here is this week's drabble about twilight (not the series!):

2017/06/13 – twilight (Drabble)

Wander the tight rope, but don't fall off! Does your inner compass always show the right way? There is a fine line between light and dark, right and wrong. Sometimes that line blurs, sometimes it can't be seen anymore as it is overlaid by grey shades and ambiguity. Day turns into night, and night turns into day. Only then the sky shows its most beautiful colours, only then the light of the sun doesn't hurt your eyes and burn your skin, only then the darkness doesn't swallow your heart. Some things can only exist then. This time is called twilight.

Writing Exercise 078

I'm pretty late this week. But I do have a writing exercise for you. This time I had to write a story backwards. Interesting, don't you think? I tried to write it so it still makes at least some sense when read backwards. So here is writing exercise number 078:

2017/06/10 – tell a story backwards, from the last sentence to the first

So all was well.

It really was as good as I imagined.

At my parent's we baked the cake and I looked forward to eating it.

When it was done, I drove on.

I fetched some tools and tried to repair the car.

“Just my luck,” I groused.

When I was almost there, the car broke down again.

I grabbed my keys and started.

“Be there in a minute,” I said.

My mother called and reminded me of the cake.

It was a bright morning.

Writing exercise 077

Let's start the new month with a new writing exercise, shall we?
The weather is just beautiful; doesn't it make you want to go on holidays? But maybe this writing exercise will: it's a drabble on the topic 'journey'.
Here it is:

2017/06/01 – journey (Drabble)

On your way to a faraway place, what would you bring? Who would you take along? You see so many things. You might take a photograph, but the memory alone stays forever inside your heart – more colourful, more detailed, more charged with emotion.

So let us go towards that horizon, where the sky is blue and the land is free. Let us explore this wonderful world together, discover the places that no one has seen before. Let us leave some footprints in the sand and trailblaze a path into the heart of the deepest forests. And then return home safely.