
Week 3:
Write a story where something important is lost.
As usual, write for 5-10 minutes without stopping and don’t edit – just post in the comments below.




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I'm Laura. I started Novel Kicks back in 2009 as I wanted a place to discuss books and writing - two loves of my life. As someone who has anxiety, these two things give me, and I am sure countless others, a much needed escape.
There is a monthly book club, writing exercises, prompts, reviews, author interviews, competitions and guest posts. I cover many genres and I hope there is something for everyone.
I grew up by the sea in Dorset and currently live in Poole with my husband, Chris and three cats. I love writing and have a BA (Hons) in Creative Writing from Falmouth University. I am writing my first book. If only I could stop pressing delete. Chris has threatened to stop it from working. Haha.
I have always loved creative writing since I was in first school and would very much like to meet my teacher, Miss Sayers, to say thank you for all the encouragement she gave me then.
When not writing, I love reading, cats, Disney, singing (I can't sing but this doesn't stop me,) and falling into a good TV show or film. If I could step into any fictional world, it would be amongst the characters in ABC's Once Upon a Time.
I love reading many genres and discovering new authors.
LOSING SOMETHING IMPORTANT
‘Keep your hand on your ha’penny, my girl. Once you lose it, it’s gone forever.’
Weird advice from Great Aunt Bess once my periods started. I was 12, it was wartime and with little or no sex education I had no idea what, or where, my ha’penny was – nor its importance. It was left to my Mum to explain with a similar fudged vocabulary that
‘You could have a baby if you let a boy touch you down there.’
Did ‘boy’ stretch to include the doctor who’d examined my thigh after an over- enthusiastic whack from a hockey stick last week?
Giggles behind the science block as one of the older and bolder girls explained, with basic diagrams, the yucky things we would be expected to do when we met THE ONE.
‘Don’t worry, you won’t think it’s so awful when you want it .Trust me. I’ve done it
And it ain’t THAT important. Your Auntie’s right though – be careful.’
I’m 80 now – ha’pennies no longer legal tender. Varicose veins, drooping everything. An electric blanket and a good book more fun – but very occasionally a bare-chested builder sets the coins rattling.
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Great post. 🙂