Welcome to the twentieth post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012.
Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone.
If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com.
[For this challenge, it was written and posted within a 30 minute timeframe.]
Sometimes, I wish people around here valued life and happiness. When did violence and death and murder become so commonplace? Why are we living in a society that tolerates this behavior? I want to write about sunshine and rainbows and unicorns, but my reality is far from it.
Sometimes, I want the headline of the newspapers to report who won the meat tray at the local pub. I want to know that Mrs Smith won the local Garden of the Year award, or that the local rugby team is holding a fundraising BBQ to fund their upcoming tournament interstate. I want to know the people who live either side of me, and collect their mail when they’re on holiday.
I want to be able to walk around outside when the sun has set and feel safe. I want to be able to hang my washing on the line. I want to be able to buy a sailboat and set off on adventures of my own choosing. I want a sense of community.