Well blogging, we meet at last. I’ve had mixed feelings about the practice of blogging since I first heard of it and thought “Really? That’s the name you’re sticking with?” But it has finally reached a point where I think, well why not? Now I’ve never kept a blog, and I don’t actually know that much about them despite being part of “that generation” that should apparently have a manual of some sort in their brain for all basic computer programs and functions, in which case I don’t know if there’s some sort of formula to blog posts or some kind of blog management etiquette, but I’m sure I’ll figure things out. I only mention it so that if there are accidentally 20 posts in a row of the same thing or something you’ll be forewarned of the experimentation and learning period in progress.

So, the theoretical point of this blog is to be somewhere for me to post things that I write. And I do mean ‘things’ because I tend to write short snippets of fiction, though sometimes there are short stories and such too. I suspect most of my posts will come from an intriguing book I have which is called ‘642 Things To Write About’. It’s simply a collection of short (anywhere from a couple of sentences to just a word) starter phrases designed to get you thinking and writing. For instance, “The greatness of sandwiches” or, “Go to a café and closely watch two people interact. Then write a scene about to people in a café” or “Create an imaginary friend (human or not)” (I have high hopes for a hedgehog being involved in this one), and so forth. As you can see, they’re diverse, so posts on here could be pretty random. Just the way we like it I say. I imagine there will also be some first-person posts from me, who can say? But when things come from “the book” I’ll use the prompt as the post heading and then my writing about it as the body of the post (I say confidently, like I’ve already mastered my heading/post functions).

I’m not sure yet how often I will post something because I’m not sure yet how this blog and I will feel about one another, but I will try to post with reasonable frequency because, really, it’s just stagnating and taking up space in the ether otherwise. That being said, welcome to my blog invisible people!

Monday, 1 July 2013

Write about a tree from the perspective of one of its leaves...

So I wrote two pieces for this prompt, I could see different directions you could go with it, so below are two separate versions.

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I'm reaching. Reaching out into open space, towards the sky, the horizon. I can feel the sun on my face, warming me, giving me strength. If I look behind me I can see everyone fanning out, heading out in their own directions, separate but together. From one point we started, the same place, but now we're above, below, all around, reaching out, breathing as one, sighing in the wind. 

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Day 214. Progress is still slow, base camp is still in sight in the distance. And I'm still being followed... They're lurking there behind me, don't even have the decency to try and hide themselves, they're just there in their matching green uniforms, following at a regular distance. What do they want? Are they using me as some kind of scout? Seeing what I do, what happens? I've employed a new tactic to try and throw them off, I've changed my uniform to a reddish yellow. It seemed to work at first, but I'll be damned if I didn't look back this morning and they're all wearing it too! Plan 'abandon ship' is now under consideration...
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