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Monthly Writing Prompt
For this month's writing prompt write a scene using the following sentence to start;

The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?

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Our monthly writing tips are written by our very own TerishD. You can read more in Terish's Blog located in "The Abstractions" area of the forum.

Look Back

When not able to write ahead, it helps to look back. In my case I had written a paragraph ahead of the story. What I needed to do was add a section of exposition (talking) presenting some facts. In going back, I realized that I could insert a section where a 'tour' of the surroundings could be done. This allowed for character interaction, story development, and other things that enabled me to present the facts in an entertaining manner.

One should not face a writer's block with the mentality of bursting through it. I have found in my own experience that a writer's block is usually due to my mind indicating that it has a problem in 'channeling' the story. One reason might be a re-imagining of certain story points. Another reason however is that there is a problem in where you are at in the story, so you need to look back and find out the problem with the 'journey' that prevents the tale from advancing.

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PostSubject: Vera   April 9th 2016, 6:56 am

Death is everywhere this Sunday morning many dead trees where
 I walk renewal everything has to go, but a dead baby rabbit blocks
 my way the night had been too cold and her mother killed by a fox.
A steep track I stumble over an exposed root or was it death that
had a bit of fun, the sky and earth swivel I have to get up before big
earth ants carry me away there are millions of them ten thousand of
then dragging me underground starting with my gums then my tongue
fleshy penis and reluctant balls are reserved for the queen she will be
displeased and give my genitals for her slaves to chew on.
I have to bend down again to retrieve my camera full of ants I pee on
 them and the scurry away I have to buy a new camera but why should
I record what no one will ever see, a reluctance to accept morality.
The track is too steep another defeat only nature witness my tears of
frustration, back home I watch a TV program called “Vera” this mad
 woman police inspector wish I had her obsession to find the truth

 I still struggle to find out what it means.
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