Writing 101, Day Seventeen, A map as your muse

Writing 101, Day Seventeen, A map as your muse

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“I don’t care if a reader hates one of my stories, just as long as he finishes the book” Roald Dahl,

Writing 101, Day Seventeen, A map as your muse

But the truth of the matter is, there are more maps in the world than anyone can count. Every person draws a map that shows themselves at the center.

— By Catherynne M. Valente, The Boy Who Lost Fairyland

With maps, we tell tales about ourselves and the places we come from, that we miss, that we’ve reshaped in our minds. We use maps to identify and explore locations and points in between, to track movements, and to make sense of our lives — past and present.

Today, let a map be your muse. Select an area anywhere in the world on Google Maps (or your preferred online map tool), or a section on a paper map, and use this as inspiration for your post.

Some ideas:

* Tell us about your connection to a place.
* Pen a poem inspired by the area’s topography.
* Write a piece of memoir in the form of directions from point A to point B, in which each item reveals something about you or the area, like in Anna Fonte’s “How to Get There.”
* Use this geographic map as a model for a mental and more imaginary map, like this map of the lyrical essay from Nina Gaby.
* Switch to Street View and write a story based on what you see.
* Write an essay set in this location, like Dinty Moore’s Google Maps piece, “Mr. Plimpton’s Revenge.”
* If you don’t want to include a map, you can approach the assignment without one, like this personal essay by Maggie Messitt.
* If possible, include a photograph of your paper map, a screenshot of the online map, or an embedded Google Map in your post

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“X” marks the Spot

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“X” marks the Spot

Writing 101, Day Seventeen, A map as your muse

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“Gold is a treasure, and he who possesses it does all he wishes to in this world, and succeeds in helping souls into paradise” Christopher Columbus

“X” marks the Spot

Looking for the pirate’s treasure
Nothing really can measure
The excitement and pleasure
And the feelings of pressure

An adventure for a lifetime
A tale before bedtime
A passage through time

When you finally reach
That one specific beach
And the day you siege
It is time to do as you preach

The treasure you found
Was right on the ground
What was once lost
Is now once more found

If you want to know
Come on, I will show
Your mind it will blow
But let’s take it slow

Maybe you were blind
But, look and you shall find
Finally without a strife
Only with, the purpose of life

After all
The X always marks the spot!

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