The Woods Are Wild...


The old house was hidden beneath pine needles. Ribs and bones; Entrails of life past; Remnants discovered in the woods by children. Quiescence.

The woods are wild: A gentle lapping to devour corporeality.



This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge. Pick 33 words at random from page 33 of Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout.


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Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: The Woods Are Wild...

Friday, February 22, 2013

The Woods Are Wild...


The old house was hidden beneath pine needles. Ribs and bones; Entrails of life past; Remnants discovered in the woods by children. Quiescence.

The woods are wild: A gentle lapping to devour corporeality.



This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge. Pick 33 words at random from page 33 of Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout.


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21 Comments:

At February 22, 2013 at 10:58 AM , Blogger Sandra Tyler said...

intense! Lovely.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 11:10 AM , Blogger Morgan said...

Whew. That was full and heavy. Well done.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 11:17 AM , Blogger Unknown said...

Thanks, Sandy! Looking forward to your post.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 11:17 AM , Blogger Unknown said...

Thanks! That was a neat exercise.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 11:53 AM , Blogger PirateGunn said...

You did it well..! Conveyed mood..

 
At February 22, 2013 at 1:13 PM , Anonymous steph said...

Wow, that is something. Entrails of life past.. so nicely composed.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 3:55 PM , Blogger Whispering Thoughts said...

Great piece

 
At February 22, 2013 at 5:03 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

a very impressive piece :)

 
At February 22, 2013 at 6:23 PM , Blogger Draug said...

I get a sort of...waiting sensation reading this. Probably just me being weird lol

 
At February 22, 2013 at 9:31 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

That was brilliant! Very eloquently written.

 
At February 22, 2013 at 11:07 PM , Blogger Uttley said...


Well done!

 
At February 23, 2013 at 3:57 AM , Anonymous Trifecta said...

Ugh. My usual technique for judging is just NOT going to work this weekend. I have stars next to every single entry. I love them all. This is lovely.

 
At February 23, 2013 at 4:18 AM , Blogger lumdog2012 said...

You've created an eerie scene. Amazing how each story is so different.

 
At February 23, 2013 at 9:22 AM , Anonymous barbara said...

entrails of life past . . . lovely thought - just - just - wow!

 
At February 23, 2013 at 11:53 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

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At February 23, 2013 at 7:44 PM , Blogger Thomas Charles MacInnes said...

Not sure how to follow old Anonymous there but, anyway, your scene has that nice degree of ominous overtones to it that all spooky old houses in the woods should have. Nicely painted picture of what it looks like when something is waiting to happen.

 
At February 24, 2013 at 1:18 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

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At February 24, 2013 at 1:21 PM , Blogger Atreyee said...

What a great entry-loved the last line:-)

 
At February 24, 2013 at 2:59 PM , Blogger kymm said...

Ribs and bones; Entrails of life past

This was just gorgeous.

Use of corporeality!!!

 
At February 25, 2013 at 11:35 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love the imagery in this.

 
At February 25, 2013 at 6:49 PM , Anonymous Lance said...

this was one of my favorite. outstanding word choices.

I reviewed your book on the amazon. loved it.

 

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