Jul. 26th, 2008

[identity profile] mbarker.livejournal.com
Original posting: Sat, 22 Sep 2001 06:32:30 -0400

Working Title: Filling in the Blanks
The poster on the subway said, "After school, my child did _____________.  Fill in the blank..."

She thought a moment, then decided.  This afternoon, she would find out just what her child does after school.  She would spy on them.
Okay?  Got the picture.  Mom has just decided to find out what her child really does after school.

So take it away!  How does she spy on her own child?  And what does she find out about the little known habits.

For that matter, how old is this child?  Other brothers and sisters?  Adopted?

(You're kidding, they turned out to be alien pod people?  And then what?)

Go ahead, write!
[identity profile] mbarker.livejournal.com
Original Posting: Mon, 07 May 2001 22:23:17 -0400

First, the thought:

There is a rhythm -- a flow -- to life.  When we move with it, all things help us along.  When we fight it, when we resist the flow, everything seems to resist us.

Go with the flow!

Now, the work...

Consider this little observation about life.  Can you turn it into a story?  (and the little voice answers: how about a poetry!  to which we answer: write it and we'll read it!)

What kind of situation might show the truth (or falsity?) of this observation?  Can you picture someone fighting hard, and perhaps finding this observation in their fortune cookie, and what kind of change occurs?  (kind of long for a fortune cookie... how about a fortune noodle?)

Scribble, scribble, scribble...
[identity profile] mbarker.livejournal.com
Original Posting: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 07:00:07 -0400

She said, "Wes and me are going to catch that frog-snatcher."

There, that's the line.

Let it percolate in your noggin.  Feel the caffeine level rise.  Listen to the little thumpalumpalumpbump of the water popping.

(Can you just imagine the frog-snatcher?)

And then let those words collate, collect, and drip down around the line.

(as for Wes, well, I am sure we all have thoughts about him...:-)

Put together a tale (or a poetry, or an essayery, or a whatchamadingle?) using that line...

Enjoy!

(with thanks to yael, without whom there would be no line.  And just imagine starting this exercise without a line -- wouldn't that be missing the point?)

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