August 2022 Writing Exercises

August 2022 is the third month where I wrote a 500 scene every day. There were months I wrote something every day, but because it wasn’t narrative scenes, they’re not included on my lists of Short Scenes.

Check out the results below.


Week 1

Day 1: Enter, Dude Manguy

A close-up of a person in a trenchcoat.
Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com

“One, that moustache is obviously fake,” the doorman says. “Two, if the Baron were expecting you, I’d know about it. And three, you’re clearly those two kids from before hiding in a trench coat!”


Day 2: Just Like That One Kenny Rogers Song
You Know the One…

Several piles of poker chips.
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

“Are you teaching my sister to gamble?” Kat exclaims.

“Actually,” one of the Baron’s guards says, looking up from their card game. “I think she’s teaching us!

“She’s won every single hand,” the other guard moans.


Day 3: Defined As ‘a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.’

A red potion in a flask.
Photo by RODNAE Productions on Pexels.com

“Well, good news, Kitty-Kat,” Scarlet tells Kat. “There’s no such thing as a love potion.”

“Yeah,” Kat counters, “but —” She gestures broadly at the hysterically sobbing Elf clinging to her arm.


Day 4: #SubLunarRealm

A picture of flames altered to appear blue.
Original photo by Adonyi Gábor from Pexels.

“Mom!” Tenebella groans. “You’re embarrassing me in front of the Sublunar Deities!”


Day 5: Ain’t No Party Like a Slumber Party

Several pillows.
Photo by Designecologist on Pexels.com

“Why, yes, Countess-Dowager Dirigible, the amuse-bouches are to die for”, Amara murmurs in her sleep, latched immovably onto Kat’s left arm.


Day 6: Gesta Sandovechii

A woman holding a sandwich.
Photo by Alex Green on Pexels.com

“Why are they called sandwiches?” Dunstana asks. “They’re not made of sand!”

“Or witches,” Sally notes.

“I know!” Dunstana says. “It’s weird! They should be called, like, bread-hugs, or something. Who thinks up these names?”


Day 7: Man, a Lot of These Ended Up Being About Food…

A quiche.
Photo by Rozemarijn van Kampen on Pexels.com

“It’s a cake!” Nolan exclaims.

“It’s a pie!” Matilda counters, jockeying for position against her brother.

“Actually,” Pela interjects. “It’s a quiche.”


Week 2

Day 8: The debut of Captain Goblinbeard

The ocean.
Photo by Kellie Churchman on Pexels.com

“Arr,” the Gobin pirate declares piratically to the point of stereotype. “It be I! The yarest and halest pirate captain what ever was — me most magnificent and splendiferous self: the famous Captain Goblinbeard!”

A thoroughly unimpressed Dunstana stares back at her new rival, for the first time in her career facing down a pirate more or less her own size.

“Your name is Goblinbeard?” she exclaims. “You don’t even have a beard!”


Day 9: The Hall of The Mountain Toad
… though it’s less of a “Hall”, and really more of a “Mountain”

A toad.
Photo by Victor Pace on Pexels.com

Soon, the hills are echoing with the thunder croaking of dozens of angered Mountain Toads


Day 10: Weasel, Girl, and Weasel-Girl

A weasel.
Photo by Brixiv on Pexels.com

“How lovely!” she exclaims. “He likes you, Miss Darkstone! Sebastian isn’t usually so affectionate with strangers!”


Day 11: Goblinbeard’s Daughter

Ropes tied to the end of a dock.
Photo by Peter Fazekas on Pexels.com

“And how do you think I feel about my name being Goblinbeard?”


Day 12: P(ie)arty People

A steak pie. Image by Goddards Pies Ltd, via Wikimedia Commons. Used under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported (CC BY-SA 3.0) License.
Image by Goddards Pies Ltd, via Wikimedia Commons. Used under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported (CC BY-SA 3.0) License.

“Oh, this?” Matilda answers. “It’s a steak —”

“Oh!” Nolan says.

“ — and kidney pie,” Matilda continues.

Oh,” Nolan says.


Day 13: To Be Fair, They ARE Very Similar Languages…

A sheepfold.
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

“Let’s see. Natalian. Natalian. Uh. Je m’appelle — no. Mein Name ist — no. Wǒ de míngzi shì — no.” He glances at his sister. “Alda! Help!”


Day 14: The Alchemist of Middlesbrooke Meets the Gal-Chemist of Middlesbrooke
(actually, she’s from Chevaliers)

A letter with a wax seal on a table.
Photo by John-Mark Smith on Pexels.com

“Oh, sweet Capitolina, no. There’s two of them!”


Week 3

Day 15: The Yurt Locker

A yurt in the middle of an open plain.
Photo by ArtHouse Studio on Pexels.com

Anneliese’s life as a junior member of the Wolf Knights has changed her life in many ways, and taken her further from home than she’s ever been before.

And yet, even beneath the endless sky of the great, vast plains of north-central Realmgard, some things never change.


Day 16: Amara vs. Coat of Plates

Several  polyhedral dice for tabletop gaming.
Photo by Armando Are on Pexels.com

Where are the rest of her clothes?” Amara asks, blushing fiercely. “Is she adventuring to the beach?

She rolls her eyes.

“How vulgar. Clearly, this game was created by a man.”


Day 17: Amara Valda, Closet Nerd

Viking arms and armour.
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

“And, well — bizarre, scandalous fashion choices aside, Krimson Katja is rather a remarkable woman, strong and fierce and independent and never in need of a man to rescue her,” Amara explains.

“And good at chopping Sea-Fiends into little pieces?” Kat offers.

“Well, yes,” Amara says with a nod. “It’s all quite thrilling. Such lavish language and striking turns of phrase!”


Day 18: Amara vs. Gender-Based Double Standards

Various tabletop gaming dice and miniatures.
Photo by Will Wright on Pexels.com

“Look at this!” she exclaims. “Look! Of course, the man is wearing an entire suit of armour! I swear, I shall be writing letters over this. I am going to find the people behind this game — all of them men, no doubt — and give them a piece of my mind!”


Day 19: But Aren’t Gingham and Plaid Just the Same Thing?

An arm holding some bags.
Photo by Ron Lach on Pexels.com

“Can’t talk,” Matilda says bluntly. “Need money.”

Day 20: The Bandits of Goldharbour Turn Face

Facing images of Kat Darkstone and the Bandits of Goldharbour.
Art by me.

Day 21: Mo Th, Mo Problems

A moth on a leaf.
Photo by Egor Kamelev on Pexels.com

Week 4

Day 22:

Captain Goblinbeard & Associates

A ledger.
Photo by Strange Happenings on Pexels.com

Day 23:

Wake Me Up Before You Indi Go-go

A large swatch of indigo colouring.
Photo by Teona Swift on Pexels.com

Day 24:

Sally Lyte vs. International Variations of Chess

A shogi board and pieces.
Image by Oliver Orschiedt, via Wikimedia Commons.
Used under Creative Commons Licenses: Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported, 2.5 Generic, 2.0 Generic and 1.0 Generic license.

Day 25:

Kat Tries on Samurai Armour

A woodcut depicting female samurai Tomoe Gozen in battle.
Woodblock print by Yōshū Chikanobu. Via Wikimedia Commons. Public Domain.

Day 26:

Sally Roasts the Lyte Brigade.

A hunk of meat roasting on a spit.
Photo by Desativado on Pexels.com

Day 27:

Kat vs. Amara, Tancred, and Arts & Culture

A suit of armour.
Photo by Mike B on Pexels.com

Day 28:
Petra Practices Painting
(also, author alliterates adequately)

A paintbrush being used on a palette.
Photo by Daian Gan on Pexels.com

Day 29:

It’s Pronounced “Neev”

The moon on a cloudy night.
Photo by Joonas ku00e4u00e4riu00e4inen on Pexels.com

Day 30:

Kat Darkstone, She of the Unchoppable Brain

Somebody karate chopping through a board.
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels.
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels.

Day 31:

Amara Valda, Closet Nerd Redux

Piles of books.
Photo by Min An on Pexels.com

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