Hairy, Brown, Fluttery Life

By Anne A

"Because life - even the hairy, brown, fluttery kind - sometimes life touches me right when I give up thinking it ever will. Sometimes life is exactly where I think it isn't; sometimes it's the not-okay beneath all the ways I tell myself I am okay."

If I wasn't in charge of facilitating the judging, this would be my submission for the new writing competition. As it is, I'm not submitting it, but this is the prompt:

Quarantine has been a tricky time that can seem to drag or feel lifeless. However, there are many moments that may surprise you in their ability to become a story. Use any genre to "arrest" or capture a moment out of quarantine, simple or mundane as it may seem, and tell its story in so much detail that it "moves again."