50 Days Remain in 2024
A Question and an Image to Spark Creativity during the #last100days2024
Welcome to my #last100dayproject!
There are 50 days left in 2024.
We are halfway through the project and a lot has happened in these 50 days.
Today’s question: What is the color of hunger?
Today’s image:
This is my reading chair at my favorite cafe.
For the last 100 days, I invite you to join me and experiment.
Each day for the remainder of the year I will share a question and a photo of an item.
You are welcome to write into the question and/or the photo.
Or you can start a new ritual or experiment of your own creation.
I would love to hear about your progress on whatever project you want to begin!
**NOTE**
I do not share drafts of work online because most publications considered this published. You are more than welcome to share your piece in the comments, an excerpt or an update.
I hope for the comments to be a community for us to share these wins.
A little more about me: Tammy L. Evans is a writer, teacher, and coach living in a tiny house on a peninsula with her husband and adventure cat. Her location device is her loud laugh. She is working on a non-fiction book about how to submit and publish your first pieces. She is the creator and host of THE BRADBURY TRIO COURSE. Her poetry has been published in The Storyteller, FoxGlove Journal, Story Hall, Blue Insights, The Partnered Pen, and others. Her fiction has been published in Gone Lawn, Cabinets of Heed, Spelk, Five on the Fifth, Clover and White, Fiction Berlin Kitchen, and others.
What a cozy spot to be in your favorite cafe! As someone who struggled with disordered eating for decades, the colour of hunger was always dark, foreboding, and yet strangely comforting in the moment. Now, the colour of hunger is light, warm, engaging. Thanks for the prompt!
The light wiggles its way into the room through the glass. She pauses. Light bounces off the page as it turns, and then balances on the edge of the paper. She reads on. The plants around her rustle in joy. They love reading, too. And they love the way the light dances on their leaves before feeding them news from the sun. The yellowing leaves outside wave goodbye to their tree mother. They'll be back in the spring.