Luck, Chance, Reversal of Fortune

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m your life can bring on so much emotion… And just the process of reading, living a novel in my own mind and taking a cue from a great writer.</p><p id="0ec7">Now I extend the challenge to you.</p><p id="9b0e">Take as many steps away from the original example as you can.</p><p id="cde3">Go back to your places, your life.</p><p id="30f4">Find your own story.</p><p id="b013">And bring it back here.</p><h2 id="7474">Join a community of writers wandering this planet…</h2><p id="32a8">If you’ve never written for Vagabond Voices, just leave me a comment or<a href="https://www.vagabondenglish.com/get-in-touch"> get in touch here.</a></p><p id="d682">If you want to stay up to speed about our book chats, writing workshops and get creative writing and journaling prompts, you can <a href="https://www.vagabondenglish.com/capture-create-connect">sign up for the newsletter here.</a></p><p id="ee08">You can also check out the Vagabond blog where I muse about writing for readers, reading for writers, and creative expression as an act of resilience and self-care. Here’s the latest:</p><div id="94d6" class="link-block"> <a href="https://www.vagabondenglish.com/blog/one-line-poems-reading-writing-and-self-care"> <div> <div> <h2>One-line poems you can find in your reading. Reading, writing, and self-care. — Vagabond English</h2> <div><h3>Use this fun and relaxing creative writing technique to find inspiration for your writing in your reading. You just…</h3></div> <div><p>www.vagabondenglish.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*41tR11LiCP4z8gMH)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><h1 id="845c">Thank you to everyone in our community for making this publication beautiful!</h1><p id="7887">Here are some stories to celebrate…</p><p id="5a27">By <a href="undefined">Gail Walter</a>,</p><div id="7872" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/singapore-without-a-sari-bba54ea23b6b"> <div> <div> <h2>Singapore Without a Sari</h2> <div><h3>Long ago and far away when the world seemed to belong to us</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*V3OE1KtcCVjTBakp.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="bca7">By <a href="undefined">Jenine Bsharah Baines</a>,</p><div id="5d1e" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/your-gift-to-my-sea-15125e2478b2"> <div> <div> <h2>your gift to my sea</h2>

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Panning for Gold…

Tiny heavy chunks of rock, catch the light gold, fool’s gold hard to tell she held the pan, imagined sloshing over the side, mud sifting away and only heavy things being left. So simple. The fading light, the shifting, passing pleasure — innocence. For the longest time, they didn’t even think to go down to the singing river. Maybe the heavy shiny things are best left under the dust.

This is my challenge to you — go and find that object and turn it into something…

A poem, a story, a collage, a reflection, a photo…a memory etched in your journal.

The poem I shared is a ‘found poem’ that I pulled and teased from a story I’m working on. It has a symbol, perhaps not of luck, but of shifting fates. In the form of an object I have actually held in my hand. An object that brings back history and place in my mind. But that is also a deeply personal symbol for me. Something that takes me back.

I got this inspiration from a great book.

Our writing group has been reading the novel, Pachinko, by Min Jin Lee. It’s an incredible story that spans generations and countries. And I loved the Pachinko parlor as a symbol of luck…but also change of fortune, unexpected events. The desire to go on. From the novel:

“There could only be a few winners and a lot of losers. And yet we played on, because we had hope that we might be the lucky ones.”

I decided to challenge our writing community to find some physical representation of changing fortunes and bring it into a tiny poem, or larger story…or a doodle.

I enjoyed this process so much — the physicality of it and seeing what other writers brought into their stories. The way a symbol from your life can bring on so much emotion… And just the process of reading, living a novel in my own mind and taking a cue from a great writer.

Now I extend the challenge to you.

Take as many steps away from the original example as you can.

Go back to your places, your life.

Find your own story.

And bring it back here.

Luck, Chance, Reversal of Fortune

Panning for Gold…

What would luck look like if you held it in your hands?

This is my challenge to you — go and find that object and turn it into something…

Join a community of writers wandering this planet…

One-line poems you can find in your reading. Reading, writing, and self-care. — Vagabond English

Use this fun and relaxing creative writing technique to find inspiration for your writing in your reading. You just…

Thank you to everyone in our community for making this publication beautiful!

Singapore Without a Sari

Long ago and far away when the world seemed to belong to us

your gift to my sea

thank you, Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Take me to that place

A Poem

I Swear, He Is Not Me

A poem about gluten and other anxieties

The Sleeper Must Awaken

A response to “One-liners from your reading”

Sirens Scream and Halt

She can’t escape the abuse