My Weekly Writing Challenge

I usually give you several word/themed choices in my weekly writing challenge, so this week, I’m just going to give you one word:


This word evokes different feelings in all of us. Perhaps it relates to a phobia, or a particular situation. You can write about your own fear, or create a fear for a character in a story. Or if a poem comes to mind, I’d love to see it.

Last week’s challenge had an autumnal feel. I asked you to write a 20-word story, using at least five of the following autumnal words:

  • Blustery
  • Russet
  • Cracking
  • Foggy
  • Harvest
  • Enchanting
  • Earthy
  • Pumpkin
  • Cobweb
  • Frost

Here are your deliciously crisp, autumnal offerings:

The first entry welcomes newcomer Traci Aina with her beautiful story:

Autumn Wonder

Ollie stepped into the blustery, foggy morning, the russet leaves cracking underfoot as enchanting as the delicate frost on a cobweb.

Jason Moody sent in two excellent stories:

The russet sun hung in the foggy, harvest sky, enchanting the early risen harvest folk. Autumn was here, at last.


The frost was cracking underfoot. The cobweb shimmered, enchanting me. The foggy curtain hid something my eyes would not believe.

Adhin Shmina had a great go:

Weird Dimpy who found enchanting to harvest geeky thoughts of foggy air with frost everywhere, feared the wriggling on cobwebs.

Jane Basil sent in two super stories:

Enchanting foggy days followed the pumpkin harvest. Frost cracking underfoot, blustery wind chilling, I inhaled the earthy scent of freedom.


Frost diamonds sparkle on an enchanting cobweb. The fat spider eyes his prey. A sudden blustery wind sends him cracking

Bharul Chhatbar sent in a clever story:

The Cobweb

Maggie for years harvested earthy pumpkins on foggy frosty days. Alas!was caught in blustery winds bidding adieu to life.



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11 Responses to My Weekly Writing Challenge

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  2. Fun, fun, and more fun! Well, it is the weekend,after all! Let’s say this poem is about the fear of oblivion. I used the word fear in it, so it’s not cheating – perhaps.

  3. TanGental says:

    This is a cheat. My dad recited this to us as kids. My son, aged seven named it ‘The Fear’
    It was a dark and stormy night
    The roads were dry and clean
    And I was walking backwards to the place where I had been
    Suddenly I saw a noise
    Stood on my face and looked
    There is was
    It came again
    I did the splits
    Had 15 fits
    And left myself with me

  4. Pingback: From ‘It was a dark and stormy night’ to Sir Francis Drake | TanGental

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