Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Portals to Adventure




"A picture lives by companionship." - Mark Rothko

"There are things known and things unknown and between them, the doors."
- Jim Morrison


Time stands still for my writer's mind during morning runs. I snag a snapshot of attention. Ideas leap in. I become a companion with the frame and wonder where my imagination will extend the image.

What happens beyond the gates I run by? Sounds and scents release over garden walls.

Words in response to pictures help me reflect and interpret the world and form a relationship with others. Sentences search a world of paradox and mystery. Barriers invite my curiosity as portals to adventure.


Natural entrances will invite a story or poem.

Creative Write: Take a walk and capture a collage of portals. Do a freewite to investigate their connections. Do stories and poems arise from one side of the entrance to the other? Search for what's on the other side. . .

Musicality!

Add musicality to your writing today!


Take time today to listen to lyrics that move fast.

Freewrite on the keyboard and keep up with the flow!



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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

A Write Outlaw

TUESDAY, JANUARY 4, 2011














What does it mean to become a write outlaw?



It's a leap beyond usual thinking for possibilities. It pulls the writer out of conventional thought patterns.  Outlaws scamper beyond the ordinary.  They perceive the obvious with intrigue from sound, scent, taste and playful fingers moving on the world's textures.


Writers require an ability to experience unknown levels never conjured before.  At times, they must forget everything known. Transpose things that don't go together.  Moments gone provide insight.


Build your thoughts, layer by layer.  Move away from yourself, become transparent and receptive to myriad windows to mystery.


Forget everything you know.  How would a write outlaw respond?


Explain morning like a peony in a hundred petals or less.


Tackle anxiety with the milky way.


Become a silversmith for dandelions.


Define a tendril of chance.


Wisecrack a bowl and set the celadon free.


Glimmer, Tremble, Wink.  Where does it lead?


Enter the labyrinth.  Move into the inner ear.


How would you trumpet the darkness past sunset?


Take a left turn in your right mind and a right turn with your left spoon.


Consider a conestoga wagon and sand melting to glass.


Walk right into the middle of . .




Creative Write:  Wear yourself out word by word.