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Ooooooo and Iiiiiii and Uuh

Smooth move.

Time flies.

Such a dumb bunny.

There’s something pleasing about repeating vowel sounds.  The words don’t rhyme, but they do go together nicely.  They make me want to see how far I can take them.

Rooster’s smooth move boosts a baboon to croon a groove tune that soon balloons into a new cashew moon.

Well, that’s so-so.  Certainly, you can do better.

The Sounds

Smooth move

Time flies

Dumb bunny

There’s something pleasing about these repeating vowel sounds.  The words don’t rhyme, but they do go together nicely.  They make me want to see how far I can take them.

Rooster’s smooth move boosts a baboon to croon a groove tune that soon balloons into a new cashew moon.

Well, that’s so-so.  Certainly, you can do better.

Plotting

Characters:  a teacher, a person who owns a used car lot, a police officer, angry kid

Setting: 1980’s middle class neighborhood in small town on a fishing lake

Your Task:  Give a plot synopsis using these elements.  You decide the major conflict or problem plus a resolution. Please keep your plot synopsis less than 300 words. 

Good practice!


A Bit of Bricolage

As you may recall, bricolage means you make something out of nearly nothing at all. We’re writers; we can do that! Even so, it’s great practice. So here is a list of nearly nothings. Do select one and write about it.

~That speck in the corner of your eye.

~A bit of gravel trapped in the tread of your tire.

~It’s autumn. One leaf lies by itself on your patio.

~Dryer lint.

~A tear in the leather seat of a Harley Davidson motorcycle

Lucas Reilly

Do Google this man and explore his writings.  He has written about some truly strange and wonderful topics including an 800 mile long yard sale.  I’m sure that many of you will find his work very, very pleasing.  He is an original.

What is Poetry?

The following is a personal interpretation of E.O. Wilson’s comments about biology from his book The Diversity of Life (1992).  I have substituted the framework of writing poetry for his references to the field of evolutionary biology.  What a mind he has, and what a writer he is!  Perhaps it is not so odd that what he has to say about science so easily translates into our endeavor to write.

From Chapter One, Page 8.

Perhaps poetry is a kid of hands-on reaching to grasp fuzzy abstractions in order to make them appear in an understandable shape.  We wander in and around a subject, looking for a pattern that imposes some order.  We seek a name or a phrase that calls attention to the object of our attention, hoping to make a connection.  We aim to capture a process, a reaction, a change that reveals how life flows so powerfully.  We cast our net of words, hoping to land almost anything at all.

Most ideas are waking dreams that quickly fade,  yet we continue to grasp at them before they dwindle to mere emotional residue.  We know that no one has captured a metaformula for how life is lived.  We accept that art is a stroke of luck aided by a mind set to receive.  And so, we hunt outward, and we hunt inward.

The Challenge of Nonsense

Oh how busy our brains are. They constantly look for ways to make connections. Perhaps some soothing hormone is emitted when we put 12 and 58 together and figure out that they yield 70. Over and over during the day we reward ourselves with such small “ah ha!” moments. Yes, scalloped potatoes will taste great with my beef roast. Yes, I can get the oil changed while I grocery shop tomorrow. Yes, if I invite my family for a Memorial Day picnic, we can discuss how to help cousin Billie. On the other hand, non-sense is harder. Let’s challenge our brains to un-function into new territory by coming up with five sentences that make no sense whatsoever. Click on “Read More” to see mine. I’m eager to read yours.

Complete Nonsense
1. Snorkel purple a vague squealing.
2. Speculate across weakling three months.
3. Beachcombers ethical straps undercut yellow shortcake.
4. Duh conclusion of angular security.
5. Lightning puddle smoothie parts new bandages.

A Question for You

What reward do you get from writing?

I know my own answer to this, but I’d like to hear yours. Why do you write? What benefit do you derive from writing? And also, if no one ever read a word you wrote, would you keep writing?

I’m eager to hear your thoughts on this.

Writing Dialogue

Here’s the scene: Janice likes to talk to her plants. She is convinced that it makes them thrive. Her husband, Stan, not only thinks this is a crazy idea, but he also finds it extremely annoying. It’s Saturday morning, and Janice has the watering can in hand. Bring us into this scene by showing their interaction. Make it entertaining rather than just a lot of bickering.

Can You Tell a Story Using Only Verbs?

Walking, talking, sharing. 

Interrupted!  Burbling, burbling, burbling. Gesturing. 

Walking, talking, sharing. 

Interrupted! Giggling.  Nodding.  Laughing.  Burbling.

Stopped.  Scowled.  Reversed.  Strode.  Relieved.  Freed!

Confused.  Blinking.  Watching.  Considering.  Running.  Catching.  Apologizing.

Pausing.  Grabbing.  Sneering.  Inhaling.  Exhaling.  Growling.  Crowing!

Stopping.  Scowling.  Re-examining.  Departing!

Galumphs Away!

In an effort to provide a helpful headslap, I offer you this setup:

Pandora

Smelly old socks

A crack in the sidewalk

Rowboat oars

The countdown

Your job, should you choose to accept, is to make a story out of these elements and to delight us all.

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April 9, 2023

Smooth move

Time flies

Dumb bunny

There’s something pleasing about these repeating vowel sounds.  The words don’t rhyme, but they do go together nicely.  They make me want to see how far I can take them.

Rooster’s smooth move boosts a baboon to croon a groove tune that soon balloons into a new cashew moon.

Well, that’s so-so.  Certainly, you can do better.

March 25, 2023

Characters:  a teacher, a person who owns a used car lot, a police officer, angry kid

Setting: 1980’s middle class neighborhood in small town on a fishing lake

Your Task:  Give a plot synopsis using these elements.  You decide the major conflict or problem plus a resolution. Please keep your plot synopsis less than 300 words. 

Good practice!


March 17, 2023

As you may recall, bricolage means you make something out of nearly nothing at all. We're writers; we can do that! Even so, it's great practice. So here is a list of nearly nothings. Do select one and write about it.

~That speck in the corner of your eye.

~A bit of gravel trapped in the tread of your tire.

~It's autumn. One leaf lies by itself on your patio.

~Dryer lint.

~A tear in the leather seat of a Harley Davidson motorcycle

March 15, 2023
Do Google this man and explore his writings.  He has written about some truly strange and wonderful topics including an 800 mile long yard sale.  I'm sure that many of you will find his work very, very pleasing.  He is an original.

March 13, 2023
The following is a personal interpretation of E.O. Wilson's comments about biology from his book The Diversity of Life (1992).  I have substituted the framework of writing poetry for his references to the field of evolutionary biology.  What a mind he has, and what a writer he is!  Perhaps it is not so odd that what he has to say about science so easily translates into our endeavor to write. From Chapter One, Page 8. Perhaps poetry is a kid of hands-on reaching to grasp fuzzy abstractions in order to make them appear in an understandable shape.  We wander in and around a subject, looking for a pattern that imposes some order.  We seek a name or a phrase that calls attention to the object of our attention, hoping to make a connection.  We aim to capture a process, a reaction, a change that reveals how life flows so powerfully.  We cast our net of words, hoping to land almost anything at all. Most ideas are waking dreams that quickly fade,  yet we continue to grasp at them before they dwindle to mere emotional residue.  We know that no one has captured a metaformula for how life is lived.  We accept that art is a stroke of luck aided by a mind set to receive.  And so, we hunt outward, and we hunt inward.
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