This time of year, we gather with family, seeking the continuity that contact brings. For some, this is a time to return to the nourishing environment we grew up with. For others, a time to test how far we’ve come from the struggles of adolescence. And every family has its stories–the comic, the tragic, the darkly mysterious.
So here’s a variation on a challenge I often give my basic writing class as a journal prompt:
Write about a story that’s told in your family. Who tells it? When? What else is going on in the room–or below the surface? Start with a single detail of the moment of telling, then run with it from there. Include food.
Tags: family, negative space, not complaining, poetry, winter, writing, writing prompt
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