Something a little different today- a few rounds of (simplified!) Consequences to get those stories flowing.
I’ve been writing a lot more since university ended, scribbling nonsense in the sunshine of my local park, and penning short stories for a friend’s birthday (Happy 21st Angie Gurl!!) Sometimes I get stuck, usually because I construct a single, perfect sentence, and then fail to do it justice in the follow up. It’s times like these when writing without purpose becomes a worthwhile activity…
A quiet night at work led to word games with Ender, an aspiring writer with big hair and even bigger ideas.
His favourite word was nonsensical and he applied it to everything and everyone, including his sons. They were a stupid few, crazed for eggplant and horseradish and river. What could be a solution? A solution to everything he’d ever wanted in the world, namely a daughter called something pretty like Viola- an incredible symphonic element. Good by itself, better with company. A chance for perfection. A girl should always have green eyes, and long brown hair, and at least one dimple, or so was his opinion. Nothing could beat zatar.
We must protect our environment like small babies. I guess that’s why they call them cabbage patch kids, all round and frilly and kid-like. Always grinning at the thought of her sweet potato. He loved his mum and that’s why the girls loved him and would chase him down streets and around mountains, shrieking his name. Rasputin! Rasputin! Why must you devastate me your ecstatic nature!
Do you ever get writer’s block? Or general creative frustration? We’d love to hear your tips for getting the words going again!