Writing prompt–start & drop–

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Happy Wednesday! This weeks writing prompt is a little bit more of a trick to help you get you to start writing. Well, all prompts are there for that purpose, but this is a fun trick I learned! So, I’m passing it on.

I REMEMBER…

Write two sentences, but start the first one with, “I REMEMBER…”

“I remember the drab avocado green couch felt like an over sized cinder block wrapped in nylon wool. No matter how you chose to sit upon it, you would somehow bruise your tail bone.”

Once you’ve finished your two lines, go back and delete, “I REMEMBER” then read what you have left.

“The drab avocado green couch felt like an over sized cinder block wrapped in nylon wool. No matter how you chose to sit upon it, you would somehow bruise your tail bone.”

Now you try. Happy writing! xxoo-A

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Blank Screen

I would like to take this moment to sit here and stare at a blank white screen. There. Now I feel better.

I shall sprinkle some lovely words:

  • Juxtapose
  • Cacophony
  • Polymathy
  • Belie
  • Viridescent

And mix!Voila! Masterpiece (theater, because let’s be honest… I haven’t seen last nights Downton Abbey yet, and that’s where I’d rather be. But, alas, my son has commandeered the television, so I must wait. I hate waiting. Waiting is annoying.)

Back to staring at the screen.

In case you’ve ever wondered what my “writing process” is, see above. I don’t run to facebook as much as I run to PBS. Does this make me a better writer? No, but it makes me a happier person and THAT makes me a better writer. (I tell myself to ease the guilt.)

I HAVE NO WRITING NEWS TO REPORT!

That said, I will be helping with a few blog tours. So if you, my lovely, looking for a place to stop- give me a shout.

Hope you’re well.

Off to stare at the screen again.

Cursor. Blink. Blink. Blink.

Freedom and writers block…

Calvin and Hobbes

 

This week is my child’s first week of school. He is officially in kindergarten and I officially have time to write! And guess what? I CAN’T DO IT!!

It’s like my brain has been frozen by some klingon-esk ray gun that has fixed it in place so firmly words have ceased to exist. How cruel is that? Very. Very, very cruel. It is so cruel I would like to bounce the old noggin off the wall a few times to see if anything rattles loose. (Honestly, I won’t do that. I have a low pain threshold.)

So how does one deal with writers block? This is something new for me. Most days I’m like a well stocked waterfall, words pour out of me in one form or another.  I know that answer is simple, I need to wait and acclimate myself to this new life unfolding in front of me – but I’m about as patient as a kid in a Christmas checkout line. I want my toy, and I want my toy now.

Damn you words! How can you forsaken me when we have planed this rendezvous for so long? You have left me with nothing but half ass metaphors and a migraine… And with that – I’m going to nap.