JUST A WRITING EXERCISE
A cold fog has settled over us this morning, damp, chilly, and unforgiving, the bane of drivers, the bane of anyone who dreams of Florida vacations in the winter, a reminder that I’m just a bit off-center, for I love fog.
I have always loved the fog, like a favorite comforter lovingly sewed by a loving grandmother, it wraps itself around me, shrouds me, and provides nourishment for my muse.
The fog delivers fodder for the imagination. Colors are muted. Sight is veiled, the obvious becoming mystical, the safe becoming foreboding, each step during walks more measured, each curve in a path providing doubt where once there was assuredness. It is a primal thing, this fog, snatching us from our comfort zone and delivering us to the unknown, to the inexperienced, and to the unexpected. Confidence is scrubbed clean of its luster, replaced by rusty coats of indecision, and thoughts of Freddie Kruger and Michael Myers flash through our minds, uninvited and unwanted.
Scraggly pines tower above us, monoliths from ancient times, or prehistoric monsters, or reminders of twin towers which once stood back east, now stripped of their leaves, stripped of their skin, stripped of their gleaming glass. Scrub maple six feet in height could be anything, awaiting vivid imaginations or the not-so-vivid practicality, danger lurking, mystery shivering as a breeze picks up, the fog swirling now, dispersing, transporting, confusing, and yet oddly comforting.
THAT’S ENOUGH OF THAT FOR NOW
Do you do little exercises like the one above? What do you do to improve your writing? I’m curious…asking….maybe I can incorporate something you do, learn from you…so if you feel like sharing, please do.
I have so much I want to write. I actually have another blog idea I might do. I also want to get into podcasting. And of course the next two novels once I finish my memoirs….sheez, does anyone have some extra time to loan me?
Anyway, thanks for being here. I’m toying with the idea of writing a poem. Maybe I’ll write the first line today, and then the second line in a month or so. No need to rush into it, right? LOL
Bill
“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”
Billybuc
Artistry With Words 