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They say thereās a book inside all of usā¦donāt you just love theyā¦and how they seem to know everything about everything?
Honestlyā¦this timeā¦I think they are correctā¦wellā¦maybe not a whole bookā¦maybe just a blog or twoā¦butā¦I do believe that there is an almost universal need to express ourselves in writingā¦itās just hard to get started sometimesā¦to make that first keystrokeā¦to put the first idea on paperā¦
One of the things that I find helpful is to work with a promptā¦and develop it in different waysā¦just to get the creative juices startedā¦you can get your prompt from almost anythingā¦a headline in a newspaperā¦randomly opening a book and pointing to a sentenceā¦orā¦I really like to just come up with a phraseā¦and develop it several waysā¦
I recently didā¦the playground was emptyā¦and this was the resultā¦
The playground was empty except for two mangy dogs and an even mangier kid, Alexis. Her name was much more regal than she herself, although, she could be called the queen of misfits. I shook my head and turned from the playground to the direction of my car.
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The playground was empty. All the kids were home with their bicycles or video games. Now was the perfect opportunity and I was taking it. Quietly, quickly, I strode across the lawn in the direction of the monkey bars. And then there I was The Amazing Swinging Principal oblivious to all around me when two of my fourth grade tough guys came swooping across the playground on their two-wheelers. Busted.
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The playground was empty. Well, almost empty, there was those six inches of snow that blanketed everything. I felt a little guilty for disrupting the stillness with my footprints but the snow continued to fall. They would be covered soon enough and I didnāt have time to go around.
Okayā¦hereās the challengeā¦take the promptā¦write your own blipā¦post it as a comment if youād likeā¦Iād love to read itā¦itās a great way to get startedā¦and Iām here to tell youā¦a book on the bookshelfā¦looks way better than a book in your bellyā¦I knowā¦I think I have about 15 of them in mineā¦and they aināt prettyā¦if you know what I meanā¦
Jane
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That playground was empty… thank God. I needed some space… just some peace. I needed to sit and just think – be alone with my thoughts, with who I was, with me. With all this stepping into my truth, I just needed time to let it all settle. I sat on the swing; not having any concept of how long I'd be there… not having anywhere to be, or anything to do. I finally had the time to just be.
Jenn…thanks for posting. I love the picture you painted…and it fits right in with what I was reading this morning regarding a woman's need for solitude…perfect!
True story š
Jenn…that makes it even better…love it!