Today was the first day of school, it was not Monday as I had thought..whoops! It was nice to have that extra day. Our first in class assignment was to start with this sentence and then keep writing for ten minutes, here is what I came up with:
The whole world seems dyed the same melancholy hue…
…in the dream that drove me batty. I was saved from that nightmare by the harsh static noise emitted from the vintage flip clock alarm perched just above and to the left of my pillow. I lazily slapped snooze with my nearly numb hand which had been curled under my chest for most of the night. Dressing and eating and brushing followed by locking my door in a record twenty-three minutes allowed me the freedom to stop on my journey to work for a selfish cup of coffee.
It looked like a lot more writing on a piece of notebook paper. Cheers to nine more months of exercises like this one!
You know… sometimes i make stock phrases for situations like that. I always have a few phrases I’ve composed in my bored waking hours, just to use in a spur-of-the-moment creative writing.
Granted, I write product copy so there isn’t much creativity… but hell- I can now describe Rustic Decor in at least seven different ways!
ugh i am not good at those exercises. it always takes me a long time to construct what i want to say, with lots of editing. just letting go to see what comes out usually ends up being something like “is this almost over?”
I think it’s telling that you took a phrase that was very sort of artsy and lyrical and immediately ripped it into your real life. You are a non-fiction writer, through-and-through 😉
kitty- I need to hear these 7 ways now
tg- I hate it when you are right 😉