a little about writing
Posted on February 16, 2017
Think of a day that you liked. Now think of a few minutes in that day that you liked especially.
Describe it bluntly. “What I remember most was…”
Check into your senses. Smell? Touch? Weather? Movement? Taste? Colors? Shapes?
What I remember most was the tang of popcorn salt in the air.
What I remember most was her floral perfume melding with the crisp leafy fragrance of the clean wash.
What I remember most was the fog, so dense that my best friend’s neon culottes moving next to me were the only hint that I wasn’t alone.
What I remember most was waking to the whisper of wind that swayed my hammock.
What I remember most was being hugged so that I said the opposite of what I meant, “You’re hugging the life outta me,” when she was hugging it in.
What I remember most was the perfect parabola of his little elbow hovering above the wet sand when the shell began to move.
Now do a little math. Subtract yourself. Add why you cared.
The tang of popcorn salt made the air taste of desire.
Granny’s floral perfume melded with the crisp leafy fragrance of the clean wash. I pressed my face into the scent of home.
The fog closed off my vision until the only hint that I was not alone was the hint of Gloria’s neon culottes alongside me.
Held high in a hammock, I believe that I can be loved by the whispering wind that lulls me and rocks me.
I told her, “You’re hugging the life outta me,” when she was hugging it in.
His little elbow hovered in a perfect parabola above the wet sand when the shell began to move, as though my boy’s love of the sea had made them kin.
Have fun. Practice.
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