Writer's Workshop Prompt: Sit still in a quiet room for ten minutes and pretend that you are photographing your sensory perceptions. Caption them.
this is 3:14 am. this is prepared. this is my lap. this is computer, thesaurus, notebook, 4 pencils and a lighter. this is me and blank pages. that is quiet boy is blank noises. this is big ideas and subtlety and blatant implications. this is writer's block and fragement sentences, cryptic symbolism and obvious doubts. this is concentrated and consumed, distracted and tangential.
these are the real things and the right nows crashing into near abandoned dreams & 'maybe, somedays'. these are the nightmares about waking up and daydreams like we aren't asleep. this is dreaming in exhaled prose
this is a cigarette hanging precariously from the corner of my mouth - leaking a stream of smoke into my eye. this is wincing and making the long stack of ashes fall from the end of my cigarette.this is my lap coated with powdery dust. this is brushing the ashes off of my keyboard with one hand, this is also making the notebook fall off my knee.
this is leaning forward to pick up papers and hitting my chin on the screen of the laptop on my thighs. this is 30 pages written and 27 discarded. this is orange ashes settling on my skin. this is 'owfuck' again. this is dropping the thesaurus..this is frustration....reaching...dropping a pencil....2 pencils.
fuck this. this is going to smoke a bowl.
************FUCK YOU WRITERS BLOCK*************************
It's 4:38 am & I haven't slept, but i have written 2 stories for the song lyrics thread in the writers' group. Yeeeeeah.
this is 3:14 am. this is prepared. this is my lap. this is computer, thesaurus, notebook, 4 pencils and a lighter. this is me and blank pages. that is quiet boy is blank noises. this is big ideas and subtlety and blatant implications. this is writer's block and fragement sentences, cryptic symbolism and obvious doubts. this is concentrated and consumed, distracted and tangential.
these are the real things and the right nows crashing into near abandoned dreams & 'maybe, somedays'. these are the nightmares about waking up and daydreams like we aren't asleep. this is dreaming in exhaled prose
this is a cigarette hanging precariously from the corner of my mouth - leaking a stream of smoke into my eye. this is wincing and making the long stack of ashes fall from the end of my cigarette.this is my lap coated with powdery dust. this is brushing the ashes off of my keyboard with one hand, this is also making the notebook fall off my knee.
this is leaning forward to pick up papers and hitting my chin on the screen of the laptop on my thighs. this is 30 pages written and 27 discarded. this is orange ashes settling on my skin. this is 'owfuck' again. this is dropping the thesaurus..this is frustration....reaching...dropping a pencil....2 pencils.
fuck this. this is going to smoke a bowl.
************FUCK YOU WRITERS BLOCK*************************
It's 4:38 am & I haven't slept, but i have written 2 stories for the song lyrics thread in the writers' group. Yeeeeeah.
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did i miss one
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i posted mine with the Cursive lyric
and gave you feedback on yours
i wish you had told me you had put yours up
i almost read it
but i forced myself not to
until i wrote mine
My borther bought me a book called Writer's Block
a couple years ago
it is a small book shaped like a block with ideas in it
check out the link