Tag: saturday writing essentials
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March 21, 2009 03:49 PM EDT --
"It's a treadle Singer sewing machine. Big deal. You've seen hundreds of treadle sewing machines by now."
She sighs at me. But it's true. She's wandered around two hundred . . .
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February 21, 2009 08:27 AM EST --
My dear friends,
There's a certain quality of being I have inherited from my Mother. I call it expansion. It essentially means expanding your vision to see the whole world as an extension of you, . . .
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June 24, 2007 07:11 PM EDT --
A habit of 12 years...glancing out the cabin screen door to check that Nick is still sitting on the bottom step. If he is not there, he has followed a chipmunk to the woodshed or is on the neighbors porch . . .
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October 24, 2009 11:44 AM EDT --
See Atticus' article:
Saturday Writing Essential 10/24/09: Call out your Demons: A Halloween Musing
Be afraid. Be very, very afraid.
You, of the blood curdling . . .
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November 28, 2009 09:51 AM EST --
I need five more minutes, perhaps more, to collect my thoughts, to put them in order for posterity, to remember when Sara and Joseph and Mira and all the rest of them, now dead for nearly a century, . . .
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October 03, 2009 09:38 AM EDT --
Writing Prompt for 10/3/09: Take a slice of your life in poetry or prose. Concentrate on the abstract continuity of the piece more that its implicit meaning. The goal is to communicate the . . .
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December 26, 2009 07:53 PM EST --
More Than Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Purses…
I’ve had many minor passions in my life. I started with collecting Dolls of the World, then I went to shells and after that it . . .
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October 31, 2009 12:54 PM EDT --
The first thing that people noticed about me was not my bald cranium, skeletal frame or maniacal smile. No, it was my nose that commanded attention. My master said "Rudolph, pay them no mind" but it stung . . .
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October 17, 2009 09:36 AM EDT --
This is a true story. As much as I wish it wasn’t…it is. I try not to think about what happened that night fifteen years ago, but it changed me. I felt raw fear like I have never . . .
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October 26, 2009 06:20 PM EDT --
Carol Jean always takes her coffee black Like the inky sky on a moonless night Digging in her pocket for a Salem pack A pair of essentials so that she can write
Like the inky sky on a moonless . . .
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April 12, 2009 10:10 AM EDT --
This is the writing exercise posted April 11. I may not be doing this right, but then again, Joy said there are "no rules." This is probably my favorite song of all time.
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August 02, 2008 06:07 PM EDT --
One Friday evening, at a rented beach house in Galveston, Texas, three women agree that friendship endures all. Leah Harmon clings persistently to her nightmares as her two friends consider daydreams . . .
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April 23, 2009 12:46 AM EDT --
This is a writing exercise based upon the Saturday Writing Essentials prompt of April 11 , where we were instructed to choose a song and write a story based upon it. I actually always wanted to . . .
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November 14, 2009 02:25 PM EST --
My sister did the unthinkable: Friday is now T-Day
Thirty people, six families, suddenly have any sway
My resentment wants to know why I got so bemused.
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October 31, 2009 09:25 PM EDT --
Why must we remain
in this temple of murder
where days burn and fail?
. . .
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October 03, 2009 01:37 PM EDT --
Wind seems to be a theme for the moment, so I thought I'd try. This doesn't really scan, but it does tell the story (I hope).
Evening Canyon Wind
Shrieking cold, this river . . .
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October 24, 2009 10:50 AM EDT --
Saturday Writing Essentials, Prompt For The Week of October 17th, 2009, Satwe, I Know, Because We See Them.
Prompt: I don’t know, give me your best ghost stories. Original is great, but . . .
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March 21, 2009 01:09 PM EDT --
This essay was written in response to Joy's Saturday Writing Essentials .
The painting on which it is based is by CC Miranda
Just one of the many imposing residences on the . . .
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September 19, 2009 01:42 AM EDT --
Casey Jones has been following me. He followed me all the way from Jackson, Tennessee to Mendocino, California. I’m not sure yet why he is following me but . . .
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October 03, 2009 01:18 AM EDT --
Sometimes I feel the urge to write without imposed meaning. Sometimes . . .
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