Today’s raw excerpt comes from one of the exercises I took part in at the writers’ conference I attended this last weekend. It is interesting where such exercises lead you. This one brought me back to a memory I had mostly forgotten.
I am the child whose favorite two crayons were blue green and green blue. I once dreamed that life is made of options and perspectives of those two colors….
Images and things mean different things to different people. Take an ordinary thing like glass. The words “shattered” or “broken” come naturally with glass.
Prompt: What other words can you use with glass? Crumpled glass (in my palm) comes to mind, but what would you use with glass? Take that thought and run with it.
I’m pleased to announce that Quatrain.Fish has accepted a short poem of mine. I will post when it goes live. If you are not familiar with Quatrain.Fish, please visit them. All poems are no more than 4 lines lines.
Brevity with beauty. Quatrain.Fish. http://quatrain.fish
Raw excerpt for day #6.
I am a July Midwest thunderstorm in the aftermath: pent up pressure awash with a welcome release.