There
were twelve of us at the writer’s group last night. Well, I should say twelve
of us who stayed. One lady left before anyone even said a word to her, one
gentleman left when he realized the group was not a workshop and not really
what he was looking for, and the third gentleman left when he received a text
telling him there was a family emergency. He left part way through the first
prompt, but I think we may see him again in the future.
We
tried something a little different last night in the writing group. Instead of
doing one ten minute prompt and then sharing what we wrote, I had the group do
four ten minute prompts in rapid succession and then we discussed them. I
figured by putting all the prompts together, and not breaking in between, we
could keep the flow going.
I
think it went well, but if I do this in the future I will only have three
prompts in the beginning and not four. I felt bad for the folks who were
actually writing and not typing. Their wrists must have been sore after forty
straight minutes of writing.
Finally
we ended with one fifteen minute prompt and then another discussion, so it would
only be sharing time and not writing time which was interrupted by the “get
your junk and get out” announcements kicking everyone out of the library.
Turned out the first announcement came really late and we had just finished the
last reading.
I
did cheat and use yesterday’s writing challenge as one of the prompts last
night, and I pulled the others from previous blogs. Some were received more
favorably than others. Oh well, I tried. You are not going to be able to please
everyone all the time. It gave me a feel for what it will be like to run my own
group. It is going to be difficult to come up with multiple prompts on a weekly
basis. I only have so many in reserve. I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I
come to it.
I
did receive an email reply from the FBI with a request for more specific information,
so I will be working on that today. I was shocked at how quickly I receive a
response, so if the next response comes just as quickly, I will be able to finish
Corporate Blues by the end of the month.
Okay,
I am going to go take some sinus medicine before the pressure makes my head explode,
and then I’m going to start the email. I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday,
and happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
Write a letter from your future adult self to yourself as a
teenager.
Knowing me, and obviously I do,
you are not going to believe this when you find it, but it’s real. For reasons
I cannot get into, I was given the opportunity to give my teenage self some
advice. Advice YOU MUST LISTEN TO.
I know you still are thinking
this is a bunch of crap and either Cheri or Lisa are playing a trick on you, so
I am going to tell you things you know you haven’t told anyone. Like when Toby
snuck back to our house after he walked Lisa home; his excuse was he forgot
something, but what he really wanted to do was kiss you.
And then there is the coffee
can under your bed that holds all your money and your Marlboro reds, which you
should really give up now, because we are still struggling with them in the
future. They were a stupid thing to start, and why? To impress Sue? Let me tell
you now, she turns into a good for nothing white trailer trash, piece of dung,
who ends up O.D.ing before she’s thirty. She’s not someone you should associate
with. And while we’re at it, when she asks you for $50, don’t give it to her.
She is not getting her sister a graduation gift; she uses the money to go from
pot to the harder stuff.
Do you believe me yet? I hope so because
here is the reason for the letter. I know you love Paul, and he does turn out
to be a wonderful husband and father, but don’t give up the Air Force Academy for
him. You are intelligent and gifted and talented, so you do turn out fine, but
not going to the Air Force is the one regret you will carry with you for the
rest of your life. Paul loves you, really loves you, and although he will be
sad while you are away, he will wait for you, and you will get married, have
three beautiful children, and have a wonderful life together.
Your
Next Challenge is:
Write a story using the following three words, Lily,
Anger, Murder
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong,
just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to criticize
what someone else has written. Go.
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