Squirming restlessly in his seat, he knew he was in trouble with the lesson for this day.
Questioning every one of the questions on the board, he struggled with analyzing what the teacher wanted to know.
Calling his name, the time had come to go to the board and answer the third question: Who is the first lady? As he struggled with the right answer, someone was whispering from the sidelines, distracting him, but trying to be helpful.
Grasping the chalk tightly in his sweat saturated hand, he tapped on the board with the chalk before writing, “Eve.”
Schoolmates let out giggles and the teacher even had a slight smile on her usual stern face before she said, I mean of this country.
“Heck,” he said, “I oughta get extra credit ‘cause I’s thinkin’ of the whole world!”
The whole class then burst out in laughter and the teacher had to agree that on this day, there was no questioning that the world could use another Eve.
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There you have it with this weeks 6 Sentence Story.
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Writing Raw and To Prompts Opens up Possibilities for Creativity
Many times when we write it’s to some kind of theme. It could be from a prompt or thought finding a place on paper. Have you ever written raw? Writing raw is putting pen to the paper and writing whatever thoughts come to mind. When I took the course The Artist’s Way I found this technique to be most helpful. We wrote every morning in what they called the “Morning Pages” and there were no hard and fast rules. You just grabbed your notebook and wrote by hand (yes no keyboard) and wrote a designated amount of time. Then, you put it away and went on about your other life duties. In the course, you came back to the writings and from them could find things to further write about or learn from. It was very revealing to me about certain things needing focus and other things I needed to let go. It was a revealing and healing exercise. It also helped me to use this technique in other writing.
I am in an online group call Signs. It is a slow writing group where we write to a certain theme, but it’s not rushed. You take some time to write to the theme and just let it flow. No edits. Just flow with the theme and write whatever comes to mind. It’s another way of revealing to me, my innermost thoughts. It’s not completely writing raw as there is a theme or photo prompt, but it can end up being a piece that may not have one thing to do with the prompt. So, I would call this writing “Lightly Prompted.”
Another online group I belong to also has prompts and you write six sentences to reveal your thoughts around the prompt word. I have been a part of this group for a good while now. It has opened up for me to be more concise with my words and to tell a story with fewer words. Sometimes I write poetry to these prompt words and, one of my personal favorites is to do acrostics. The group supports each other with responses and it is fun to see what develops. Some have developed longer stories from their works on this challenge.
Recently, I started writing to a haiku/senryu online challenge where we have a picture prompt which we interpret and write to in the form of a haiku or senryu. This is a newer challenge and I am loving this. It is interesting to see what others come up with and is a lot of fun.
About once a quarter the Living Poetry group here in the RTP area has a Germination Workshop in which we write to prompts. This helps generate some rough draft poetry. You can develop poems from this and some have been published. The reveal, where we all share what we write is interesting as you hear so many points of view.
What do you write to? Are prompts helpful for you or do you prefer writing raw? I like to mix it up. When you are stuck or need a warmup exercise for your other writing, thinking long work report you must get done, try to write a haiku or short, short story just to get the brain warmed up before entering the demands of life. That is what I am doing right now. It’s gonna make for a much better day.
If you would like links to the online challenges please let me know. I am happy to invite others to join the fun.
Every day is a survival from the prior day or even the millisecond before each new moment.
Survival is not always of the fittest.
Caring for one another is essential to making each day better over all.
Ask anybody who has had to go it alone about how it feels to not have another soul.
Placing our feet on somebody else’s path for just a moment helps our own path.
Escaping from the singular mind to the knowledge that we are all interdependent can make all the difference in the world.
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That’s my 6 Sentence Story for this week! It’s sort of acrostic. How about you? Would you like to join?
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No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”
Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”
Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”
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That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!
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Not being the type
to take anything
not mine
I was surprised
when it happened to me
Stolen:
one perfectly functioning heart
blood pumping
veins working
body moving
but
one heart stolen
Who knew
when a person takes a walk
or writes a story
or reads a book
their heart can be taken
In this case
innocently stricken
I lost my heart
but the weird thing is
it was all my fault
Vulnerable and needing
love’s warm feels
my heart was stolen
only to be healed
Take it again
and again
it’s yours
forever
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Today, I decided to combine my prompts. Here is my poem of the day for National Poetry Month and my Six Sentence Story. Who says you can’t play with the rules? I guess you can say I stole them and made them my own.
My daily poetry prompt came from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog: “For today’s prompt, write a stolen poem. And no, don’t steal anyone’s poem! But you can write about doing such a thing. Or stealing hearts, stealing time, stealing minds. Or steeling your mind (remember: I don’t care if you play on my original prompt). Steal away into a comfortable place to write and break some lines today.”
“Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂
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