I have been bad. Not putting up a new prompt, not even finishing my own assignment for last week. Why do I think of it as an assignment? I treat writing like an onerous task that I dread but the truth is the process is fun. I like to write but I don’t know what to do with it once I’m done so I avoid the act. As far as I know writing a poem or a short story will not give you a hangover, give you a std, or get you pregnant. Pleasure without consequence except it might suck and often does. I am a cliché generating machine, a fountain of tropes and worn out similes. So I don’t write at all because lack of practice does in fact make perfect- perfect nothing. Practice, on the other hand, might only make passable.
So I’m not going to try. But I’m also not going to avoid. Avoidance takes effort too. Before I have time to think about it I’m going to give myself two minutes to write like Shakespeare and three minutes to write whatever comes after Shakespeare. Not cut and paste Shakespeare but copy the words one letter at a time.
Wednesday Writing Prompt (on Saturday)
If you want to play too you can use the lines from Macbeth below, or any other short snippet of something you admire. Copy it by hand or with the keyboard but write the words yourself and then keep going for a few more minutes with your own combination of words. And then stop. Take a drink of water, have a look around. Still alive? Good. The writing didn’t kill me either. Now, what the heck, get back to it and write just a little bit more.
I’ve posted my ramblings (and Shakespeare’s) in the comments below.
And in keeping with my mood of late here’s a cocktail. A little sunny, a little bitter, a little bubbly.
- 1½ ounces Campari or Luxardo Bitter Liqueur
- 3 ounces fresh squeezed satsuma or tangerine juice
- ½ ounce seltzer or ginger ale
- shake juice and bitters together with ice until cold and frothy.
- strain into a martini glass
- top with seltzer or ginger ale