Let me just say that this was a very difficult decision. Weekly Writing Assignment received many, MANY excellent entries in it’s first month of existence. There are some fantastic writers out there, and I hope they keep on doing what they’re doing.

And now…the moment you’ve been waiting all month for. Weekly Writing Assignment’s first monthly winner is…

Mirrors by Lauren Flax!

This entry really stood out for a number of reasons, but mainly because it was the most polished piece entered so far.

Lauren’s entry was a response to Weekly Writing Assignment #2: The Mirror. It handily won its weekly round, and stuck out in my mind as something everyone should be striving towards in terms of both quality of writing and depth of character, even if that character is revealed through tiny hints.

Here is Lauren’s piece for your reading pleasure:

Mirrors

Would he be able to tell just by looking at her? Sarah stood in front of the round mirror in the foyer. Her cheeks were pink and her skin looked clearer and brighter than usual against her black curls, black tank top and dark eyes. It was just a kiss. She had fixed her lip gloss in the car, and now her lips matched the rising pink in her cheeks and neck. Over her right shoulder was the reflection of their wedding portrait and the folk art sign that read “The Kellers Est. 2001.”

She leaned in close to the mirror and touched her cheeks, pressing her fingers into the flesh until it went white, trying to push the rosy tint back down into her body. Soon she would look the way she usually did and there would be no rosy prints to read on her face, just palest, white skin, and black spiral curls, like a blank sheet of paper in an open sketchbook. She looked into her own dark eyes and wondered who she was, then promised the woman staring back at her that it would never happen again.

Still looking into her own eyes, Sarah stepped back from the mirror and took her fingers away from her cheeks. The rosy tint was fading, leaving behind the plain white face she was accustomed to seeing. She watched her collarbones rise as she took a deep breath in, then watched them fall as she sighed. Everything would be okay.

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