Editor's Note: Here are some of the highlighted Tiny Writes published on the front page in recent weeks. Enjoy:

The time has come.
For what? Who knows?
To take a leap of faith, maybe.
To fly.
-- BloodMoon825

I wonder if ants have a way to speak about spiders.
-- Jbird
 
I have to face the dragon.
--Rovva
 
when did we lose the meaning?
-- adalet
 
someday, when i figure out how to fly, i'll tell this story of mine
-- H20.hollym
 
Are we still ourselves if we restrict our every behavior to make us like ourselves better? And which is us, the one held back or the one doing the holding back?
-- Fiona Ella

Wipe your smile from my lips.
- Drift

this i must carry alone
- adalet
 
He laughs
with mouthfuls
of rain water
- Love to write

Hello everyone. This is that writer again, Nicole. 

Here's the summer plan:

So, I will be sort of busy this summer, but not bad. I'll try my best to get on YWP and write. If you don't see any stories this summer, then don't be surprised. I like to go out in the summertime to people's houses, so I may not get a lot of time to be on YWP. \

I will try to get back to emails and questions about how my summer is. If you have anything to say, then please, PLEASE, please ask me over the summer! I'll be happy to answer them. 

Have a great summer and I'll see y'all soon,
Nicole Jasmin. 

 

So, I know I’ve been gone for a while. Basically, junior year was very busy. And by very busy, I mean that it felt that I had something important going on every week. I would wake up early on the weekends to either catch up on homework, practice violin, or study for standardized tests. I started the bad habit of staying up past midnight doing homework (so glad summer is here; now i can actually fix my sleep schedule) The year went by faster than I thought it would, especially these last two months. It felt like there were several sprints with few breaks in between. But anyway, I thought I’d share a few things that I’ve learned this year.

1)Everyone’s going to be obsessed with college.

WELCOME to the Full Monty of Summer of Story ideas. You are welcome to choose them for inspiration, or, or, or.... riff off your own ideas. NO MATTER! But we hope you like these. You'll note that EACH has a link to the single challenge off which you can RESPOND and your post will be sorted with other responses. That'll give you a chance to compare, contrast and COMMENT! (hint, hint.) PRIZES of almost unquantifiable (not true) value! Fame beyond your wildest dreams (also not true, but in this era of FAKE STATEMENTS AND FACTS, anything goes, right!) The important thing is that this is not school and you should do ALL of your first drafts in 7 minutes. Of course, you can go longer, but just write fast and fun and see what comes out. If you want to go back and revise and expand and extend, have at it. 

So here are the challenges thanks to many, many folks, so many we couldn't possible list.

Sunshine.
Sunshine on a cloudy day, like a needle in a haystack.
Clouds.
They block your way of positivity, like a tragic day.
Rain.
Pours down on you, like bad thoughts.
Snow.
So soft, like someone being there for you.
Fog.
You can't see the other side, like having a different thought from anyone else. 
Wind.
Blows in the air, like all your negative times being forgotten.
Thunder.
So loud and alarming, like a bad thought coming back to haunt you.
Sunshine.
Arrives after all the bad weather, like the horrendus day being over.
 

"Come on!" Jan yelled.
"Mmmhmmm" I pushed my blonde hair into a tight braid as I always do.
We headed down the street until we reached the park. Jan took a blind fold out of her pocket and carefully tied it over my eyes. "Jan! It's my birthday! Don't suffacate me! I'm not even 11 yet!"
between the bandanna I saw a small shiny grin from Jan's part. We walked down hrough the park until we reached the place. Jan pulled the cloth off and an uncontrolable smile spread across my face. In front of me was a picnic spread and blanket with a ukulele neatly placed in the middle. The uke was neon green (my favorite color) and it had a small yellow bow. "Jan....thank you" 
Jan smiled. We sat down and ate my favorite foods which consisted of Iced tea and fudge pops. I tried to strum my uke and Jan nodded when I got it right (at least she tried to know when it was right). I knew this was a day to remember. The day I got my first ukulele.

 Pavement sucks

    

I was at maple street park with my grandma and we just brought my bike out from the back of her car. She said, “be careful.”

I said, “I will,” as I rode off. It was a sunny and warm day in august and I rode my bike to the dirt jump park all the way in the back of the skate park. The park was at the bottom of a small hill and it was dotted with trees and had all kinds of jumps.

My Dream Journal:

One time, I had a dream where this group of people was checking my videos via my IPad and 3DS over the internet. Then, they decided to FaceTime me to say how good my videos were. They were doing some weird stuff, so I hung up on them. A few minutes after that, another person FaceTimed me, except this time it was a girl. The girl was there like, "Hi!" in some weird voice. Then, for some reason, it cut to scenes of her kissing her boyfriend. They were kissing in the bed, the bathtub, anywhere. I then hung up on them. The next part of the dream was kind of gross, so if you want to hear it, you can privately e-mail me about it. All I'm telling you about it is that there's poop involved.