Tonight's writing exercises
Sep. 16th, 2021 07:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This was my first time attending
bronxafh, and it was more fun than some in person meetings I've been to.
Here you go.
Warmup
Bronx mural with light bulbs
The bad ideas outnumbered the good ones, and it was difficult to maintain a positive attitude. There were some real bad ideas here today.
Bad or worst, cried, give up, bug, smile, thankful use all six
"Bug!" she cried. This was taking her night from bad to worse. It was tempting to give up and just start over again in the morning, but the bug disappeared, and as her eyes followed it, they lit upon a rainbow outside the window. She smiled. There was always something to be thankful for, and she appreciated the timely reminder.
Gator crawling out of sewer, has hold of small girl child. Child standing nearby is looking on as if bored NY subway sculpture
Baldur had caught the girl child right outside the manhole, quicker and easier than normal. Usually children were more savory and tender than adults, especially girls, but this one left him wanting to spit the horrible taste out of his mouth. He wondered if the child standing nearby watching would taste better. And he wondered if spitting out this child would damage his reputation as a Killer Sewer Croc. He hoped not; he didn't want to be kicked out of the KSC club because he caught a bad human and couldn't keep it down. There would be no living that down.
Freedom write a haiku
Blue skies and hot dogs
Never appreciated
Paid for by dying
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Here you go.
Warmup
Bronx mural with light bulbs
The bad ideas outnumbered the good ones, and it was difficult to maintain a positive attitude. There were some real bad ideas here today.
Bad or worst, cried, give up, bug, smile, thankful use all six
"Bug!" she cried. This was taking her night from bad to worse. It was tempting to give up and just start over again in the morning, but the bug disappeared, and as her eyes followed it, they lit upon a rainbow outside the window. She smiled. There was always something to be thankful for, and she appreciated the timely reminder.
Gator crawling out of sewer, has hold of small girl child. Child standing nearby is looking on as if bored NY subway sculpture
Baldur had caught the girl child right outside the manhole, quicker and easier than normal. Usually children were more savory and tender than adults, especially girls, but this one left him wanting to spit the horrible taste out of his mouth. He wondered if the child standing nearby watching would taste better. And he wondered if spitting out this child would damage his reputation as a Killer Sewer Croc. He hoped not; he didn't want to be kicked out of the KSC club because he caught a bad human and couldn't keep it down. There would be no living that down.
Freedom write a haiku
Blue skies and hot dogs
Never appreciated
Paid for by dying