“The scariest moment is always just before you start.”
- Stephen King
Welcome to Day One of the Creative Writing BootyCamp!
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Remember: Prompt is below. Don't like it? Click this link for more options. Set a timer for 15 minutes (or your preferred amount of time) and get writing! Feel like sharing after? I'd love to read what you wrote! Add your story - or a link to your story - in the Comments.
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Today's Prompt:
You’ve woken up with a purple mohawk and no memory. How did you get here?
Regina's 15 minutes of creative writing:
Well fuck. The first words in my brain as the sun sliced through the window and stabbed at my eyelids. I scramble around blindly seeking a blanket, a sheet, a pillow, a body, anything to drag across my aching eyes and blot out the demonic sun scratching at my lids.
Nothing.
Nothing in any direction, as far as I can reach.
I groan as I roll to one side. The bed beneath me is too hard, too smooth, too unbedlike for my liking. I try and crack one lid.
It slams shut again, blotting out the world, but not before I got a sneak peek. A slab of rock. Grass beyond. Trees beyond that. Doing precious little to decrease the impact of the vicious glare of the sun, but they were there, standing proud and judgey on the edges of my vision.
Useless lumps of bark and leaves, what good are you if you cannot even provide a modicum of shade to your most needy of friends?
But wait... Not a bed.
Why am I outside?
I try and crack an eye again, lifting one hand to cup against my forehead, blotting out the majority of the world and inviting in only the tiniest sliver of the world beyond. Stone. Grass. Trees. Yup – between the thick pink slabs of finger flesh, I can see the world for what it truly is – utterly fucked up!
With more stubbornness than ability, I open my eyes, blinking hard like slamming doors, and push myself up to sitting.
The world spins and tips, tilting on its axis before settling again like the good little planet it should. I suck slow deep breaths in and out between tight teeth. The air is cool and annoyingly fresh. I taste cut grass, green on my tongue. The trees shudder in a gentle breeze that skims over my body and brings a new level of understanding.
I am naked.
I drop my eyes and confirm. Yup. In all my pasty glory. I am naked. Sitting on a giant rock. In the midst of a clearing surrounded by trees and sweet fuck else.
I turn my head and my vision spins. More deep breaths, slower this time. Easy girl. Easy now.
I try again, twisting gently this way and that – confirming that I am not only naked, but alone in the clearing. I raise my hands to cover my face, scrub the sleep from my eyes and press a little reality into my being.
My hands slide up my cheeks, my forehead, my brow, into my hair... wait... WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HAIR!
I leap to my feet from the stone, toes ignoring the sweet press of grass into their tender bottoms, and scramble at the wide expanse of bare, stubbly skin on either side of my face.
“What the f-” my fingers slide into my hair – what is left of it, and I drag it forward, waiting to wake up, waiting to remember, waiting for something – then I look at the dangling locks and the funny thing the sun is doing to its colour... wait... no – not the sun. My hair – what is left of it – a long line of tangled locks and mess that runs from my forehead to the nape of my neck – is a deep, lilac purple.
Then it all comes crashing back....
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See you tomorrow!
With Love,

Regina Grimm is the author of erotic fairytales written for the uninhibited readers 18+.
Check out my books:
Snow White and the Wicked Curse: Chapter 1
Snow White and the Vicious Curse: Chapter 2
Snow White and the Seven Thieves: Chapter 3
The final chapter, Snow White and the Poisoned Apple.
Prefer to read the whole story at once? Grab your copy of Snow: The Complete Erotic Series now! All five books available now in ebook and paperback.
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