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The Elixir

The Literature and Arts Magazine of Brenau University

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August 2016

“Every river they came to was bridgeless, as if its name had been erased, as if the sky were starless, homes doorless.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write something that captures that feeling of being nameless, without identity or place of belonging. / Write something that is lacking its usual characteristics (i.e. a market with nothing to sell).

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

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“Whereas I am the man who fasts until I see what I want.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write about someone holding out for what they want (a dream, love, their principles, etc.)

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“But here they were shedding skins.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write about someone “shedding” their metaphorical skin, someone revealing their true identity (be it good, bad, or in between).

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“He did not yet have a faith in books.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write about someone who lacks faith/distrusts books, they have led this person astray in the past. / Write about someone who sees books as more than just words on a page, but as separate entities with something to say.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“The angel too is a warrior.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write about the duality of personalities (i.e. a mother is kind to her child and fierce to those who threaten it; a person who thinks one thing and says another).

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“the first sight…of a mountain that has been there forever.” -from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

Write from the perspective of that mountain or something equally permanent and old.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

Write a piece about your life if it went down a different road (you asked that guy out, you went to a different school, you ran away from home at a young age, etc.)

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“It’s difficult to see the glass ceiling because it’s made of glass. Virtually invisible.” -from How to Be a Woman by Caitlin Moran

Write about someone who has hit a “glass ceiling,” someone who encounters some sort of brick wall- a naysayer, an ultimatum, a forked path, etc.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“Worrying about the future is like trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real problems in life are going to be the ones that never crossed your worried mind.” -Baz Luhrman via About Time

Write about someone who is blindsided by an unexpected problem. / Write about someone ill-equipped to deal with a life-alternating/life-threatening problem.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“The sun grows plants. The plants express essential oils. And the oils fire the lamps–giving back the light of other days.” -from Odd Hours by Dean Koontz

Prompt: Write about things that recycle (i.e. motifs, events, emotions). / Write about the lingering effects of past days.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“Love. Purpose. THOSE are the things that you can’t plan for. Those are the things that just happen. And what if they don’t happen? Do you spend your whole life pining for them? Waiting to be happy?” -from Attachments by Rainbow Rowell

Answer the questions; write about someone who has lost their chance–at love, at parenthood, what-have-you–(or at least believes they have).

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.” -from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Prompt: Write about someone falling into love or work or travel or life in general and then them waking up one morning and reflecting, trying to pinpoint the exact time that their life changed forever (for better or for worse) but they can’t (or can they?).

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“Not being a historian, one might go even further and say that women have burnt like beacons in all the works of all the poets from the beginning of time…Antigone, Cleopatra, Lady Macbeath, Phèdre, Cressida, Rosalind, Desdemona…Anna Karenina…the names flock to mind, nor do they recall women ‘lacking in personality and character’ ” -“Shakespeare’s Sister” from A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf

Prompt: Write about a woman who has “burnt like [a] beacon.” / Write about one of the women mentioned (or another from great literature) in modern times or write to give her an inner voice of her own (e.g. the diary of Miss Georgiana Darcy).

P.S. If you are interested in fiction of that sort, check out Ophelia by Lisa Klein, which tells Hamlet from her point of view.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“Then other stars took up the game…we continued to nibble at the golden bait which each time seemed more surely the true light of a beacon, was each time a promise of a landing and of a life–and we had each time to change our star.” -from Wind, Sand, and Stars by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Prompt: Write about someone who “nibble[s] at the…bait” in life, who chases dream after dream and comes up empty-handed. / Write about someone who jumps from star to star.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

“Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and naught in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the astronomer that possibly inhabited you in the beginning.” -from Wind, Sand, and Stars by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Prompt: Write about the “musician, the poet, the astronomer” trapped inside yourself or someone else.

Submit all prompt for publication consideration to: brenauelixir@gmail.com.

(Note: you must be a current student at Brenau University in order to submit; we do not accept pieces longer than 1,00 words; all writers retain their copyrights).

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