You’re an okay, let’s go. You’re an I’ve got to know. You’re an I want to wisen. You’re a chase that horizon. I’m a let’s take it slow. I’m a maybe and no. I’m a steadily planned it. I’m a can’t understand it. You’re a clubs and two bars. You’re a dancing on stars. You’re
There were imperfections.
The eyelashes were too uniform, and a heavier grade than the hair. It shouldn’t have bothered him, but he spent so much of his time seeing them up close. The eyes, however, were perfect. Expensive. Worth every cent. The fabricated recreation was, to him, breathtaking. Breath.
You’ll never know the ‘me’ I came to be – my mind, minutiae and filigree – we’ll never share a witty repartee or get to stand in solidarity. Your being there was not a guarantee, such is the way of our reality; dependency, and then an absentee, but here we are inside my memory.
Happy living in ignorance. A strange material has enveloped the world, cradling and blinding humanity. What I sadly am referring to is a remarkable dependence on technology and material possessions. Girl ignores teacher. Driver ignores pedestrian. Baby ignored by parent. We supposedly are at the zenith, living with the assistance of objects, in gratitude and
I thought I would have a go at a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure gimmick, using the infinitely enjoyable Microsoft PowerPoint. I stuck to the most traditional tropes of the genre; dark cave fantasy, brimming with consequence and peril. There is a way out, and the path to failure is littered with clues and advice for an eventual success (and escape!)
The prompt was “Insect, Dinosaur, Bird”. We all laughed as the random words were pulled out of the hat, and seemingly willed us to write Jurassic Park fanfiction. Having the names of three creatures put me in mind of those fun picturebooks that some children have, where you can mix-and-match the body parts of existing creatures to make myriad new freakish things. Oh, what fun could be had…
The goal was to create any short piece, and the prompt was ‘Double’. I was inspired by this prompt to revisit a previous challenge (writing something from two perspectives), and create a short piece between two characters, then send one version to the group, but read out the other perspective version during our session.
“Ready, babe?” The words left his lips unconsciously; he didn’t need to pay attention to a question -even one he was asking- when he wasn’t going to care about the answer. She saw this and didn’t break eye contact. That must have been a yes, because the very next moment he was all
The brief was to produce 500 words of creative writing based on a pop song. I decided to challenge myself by taking Smash Mouth’s “All Star”, pulling it apart word-by-word, and then piecing it back together to form a new narrative. I had to alter the punctuation to fit the new piece, but not a single letter was deleted, only moved somewhere else. Only a small few lines remain perfectly in-tact.
I was given the prompt, “The Road Less Travelled”, to create any 500-word piece. An idea came to mind in a fantasy setting. As I haven’t established a fantasy world of my own yet, I pictured this little scene happening in Analand, a region of Titan from Steve Jackson’s Fighting Fantasy series.
Here is the explosive final scene (but you can watch the whole thing from the UWE ITC Vimeo account at https://vimeo.com/user2729874/videos/) – I played Florio, father of the doomed siblings. This is the production featured in another written piece of mine: Simon Garrington Goes to Hospital