October 8, 2014

Wednesday Writing Challenge: Uncommon Loveliness

Welcome to the Wednesday Writing Challenge!

Every Wednesday, I pose a new writing challenge here on the blog. These challenges come from books on writing, classes I've taken on creative writing, or sometimes just from my own imagination. If you're an author, hopefully they will help you get your writing juices flowing and help you improve your craft.


Some of these challenges may be very good ones or may include an element I consider highly important for writers to learn...so occasionally I may cycle through some of my favorites more than once. 


??  Want to Participate  ??

The Wednesday Challenges are open to all readers. In order to participate, simply comment on the challenge post with your response to the exercise. Not only is it good practice, but you could win something nifty and fun!


October Prize: A signed print copy of

Goblin Fires or Lotus Petals 

(Winner's Choice)


 And now...

***Here's Today's Challenge!***

Describe an attractive person (male or female) who is attractive in an uncommon way.

It is up to you what "uncommon" means, but it should be in some manner NOT commonly idealized by mainstream romance or "beauty magazines". One type of attraction I would like to see more of, for example, is rubenesque. Tattoos, body mods, scars, etc.

If these types are already your personal cup of tea, try the reverse: describe an attractive person straight out of a mainstream fashion mag, but do it in your own way. Make it uncommon and unique. 

Post your results in the comments.




***Hints and Tips:***


The purpose of this challenge is to consider different angles of beauty and attractiveness, and break away from tired and overused stereotypes.


Consider not only what is different from the mainstream, but different to you, personally.


1 comment:

  1. My family went out to eat a few weeks ago (a very uncommon event), and our server was a tall, lanky, Ichabod Crane-ish man, who wasn't remotely attractive according to modern standards. Then, he spoke. His voice was deep, melodic, and transported the listener to faraway places of verdant hills and crystal clear streams, with perfumed air and the roar of the surf in the distance. His voice was captivating and converted this homely man into a magical creature. My children and I awaited his return each time he left the table, hoping he'd speak again. My husband bristled with jealousy, as if this man was a muscled god from the days of lore. These reactions were all because of the man's hypnotic voice. Perhaps he was a descendant of the Pied Piper?


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