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The Velvet Verbosity 100 Word Challenge - Christmas Spirit

December 12th, 2007 | Category: 100 Words

I won’t begin to take credit for this idea. A few years back when I started blogging, a group of us had fun with a weekly 100 word challenge. I don’t have a link to the originator of the idea as my blog was in a different place back then. But this is how it works.

One blogger (that would be me for the first round) chooses a topic for the 100 word challenge, writes their own 100 words on the topic, and challenges others to do the same. Next week I will choose someone else to pick the topic, and so on.

Here are a few of my previous 100 word posts:

100 Words on Grace
100 Words on Grace - Childhood
100 Words on Innocence

This week’s challenge is to write 100 words on Christmas Spirit (or if you celebrate another holiday, 100 words on the spirit of that tradition). It can be in any form you like. It can be funny, heartfelt, sober, or even cranky if that’s your style.

Comment here once you’ve posted, and I will gather up all the links to post next Wednesday.
Don’t forget to spread the word(s)!

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8 Comments so far

  1. ALF December 12th, 2007 5:52 am

    Found your site from dooce’s - just stopped by to say hi!

  2. VelVerb December 12th, 2007 5:55 am

    Hi ALF - thanks for stopping by! I’ll be over to check out your digs after I get some sleep.

  3. Jenni December 12th, 2007 3:34 pm

    What a fun challenge!
    I posted mine here.

  4. VelVerb December 12th, 2007 3:39 pm

    Hi Jenni - I don’t have a LiveJournal account so I couldn’t comment over at your blog, but let me just say, “Goosebumps and a warm smile”. I can’t wait to see what else people come up with!

  5. larmsterpoet December 14th, 2007 5:58 pm

    Snow falls heavily in small flakes making a wall of flurries collecting into a duvet of blue tinted white warmth. Everyone thinks snow is cold. The world actually warms when it snows. The sun’s light is reflected back up, as though it is sunny twice. The storm coated the middle with ice but put us inside a snow globe. Tiny white flakes swirling around people as they walk, curling around tires and trees, sneaking into coats and sleeves. Breathing in the crisp smell of winter you momentarily erase everything else. The present is cold and invigorating and smells of memory.

    my blog

  6. larmsterpoet December 14th, 2007 6:06 pm

    I also posted it on the blog
    Blog

  7. Rocas December 17th, 2007 10:29 pm

    OK, I think I’m a day late and a dollar short, but I did it anyway.

    http://amurderofcrows.spaces.live.com

  8. VelVerb December 17th, 2007 10:40 pm

    Wooohoooo! Three whole entries. We’re rolling now :). Rocas you are not too late. Tuesday night is the deadline.

    larmsterpoet, I’ll be posting yours with others’ links on Wednesday. Thanks for sharing!

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