Hello, all you lovely snow angels.
Have you got your scarf? Hat and mitts? Are you warm enough? I’m not trying to be fussy, I just want you to be ready for your journey. It may be lovely, but it’s still going to be cold, because…
This week’s Writing Group prompt is:
The Quiet of Fresh Snow
RULES AND GUIDELINES BELOW!
Make sure you scroll down and read them if you haven’t! You may not be eligible if you don’t!
We seem to really like playing with the idea of peace and quiet, don’t we? Freshly fallen snow is such a lovely image too. All those little flakes dancing through the air on a gentle winter breeze… it’s just so serene.
It could easily be a peaceful winter morning, the sky that soft foggy white-grey as you sip your morning beverage, pondering what the day might bring. Maybe it’s the perfect day to catch up on reading, or maybe work on some long overdue project. Perhaps the fresh powder is inviting you to come out for a stroll, or to come and dance a waltz with its drifting flakes. Maybe the fresh snow is a sign that peace has finally come to a city in turmoil, a moment of bliss in chaos. Maybe the fresh snow is the opportunity one is waiting for to leave for a new start, the fallen flakes covering their tracks. Maybe the quiet is a final moment of peace for one soldier as he collapses in the snow, thankful this far too long battle is finally over.
But one thing to remember is that quiet isn’t always a good thing. It’s always calmest before the storm, after all. Perhaps the quiet and gentle snow is just a precursor to a horrible blizzard caused by a scorned witch. The snow could be a special curse cast by some enraged elementals to put a city to sleep, a sort of snowy cryostasis to stop mankind from wreaking havoc on the world. The quiet could be just short of the summit of some massive mountain, the fresh snow falling to envelop a hiker who just couldn’t make it to the top before succumbing to the harsh environment. The snow could be falling on a quiet night during one’s long commute home, the icy roads hidden under the powder. Maybe it’s quiet because everything that lived in this forest has already been devoured… save for you, of course.
Quiet can be peace, or it can be despair; it can bring delight, or it can play host to fear, and to combine these things with the serenity of snow… well, it brings a whole new chill out of a piece, doesn’t it?
So bundle up, get cozy, and send us into a delightful— or terrifying— flurry of imagination. The possibilities are endless.
For just like snowflakes, no two stories are ever the same.
Rules and Guidelines
We read at least four stories during each stream, two of which come from the public post, and two of which come from the much smaller private post. Submissions are randomly selected by a bot, but likes on your post will improve your chances of selection, so be sure to share your submission on social media!
Text and Formatting
- English only.
- Prose only, no poetry or lyrics.
- Use proper spelling, grammar, and syntax.
- Your piece must be between 250-350 words (you can use this website to see your wordcount).
What to Submit
- Keep submissions “safe-for-work”; be sparing with sexuality, violence, and profanity.
- Try to focus on making your submission a single meaningful moment rather than an entire story.
- Write something brand new (no re-submitting past entries or pieces written for other purposes
- One submission per participant.
- Submit your entry in a comment on this post.
- Submissions close at 12:00pm CST each Saturday.