I could be writing but I am not.
I could be laughing but I am not.
I should be creating but I can not.
I can eat Pizza.
All is not lost.
Just misplaced for now.
Journal
Wishing
I wish it was Friday
I wish the week were over
but it’s only Thursday
and
there’s still a lot of daylight left.
I wish it was time to to sleep
I wish it time to dream
but I just opened my eyes
and
there’s still a lot of daylight left.
I wish the world was ending
I wish it was time to move on
but the world wants to keep turning
and
there’s still a lot of daylight left.
The Dry Riverbed
Yesterday I managed to make it to the Frye Museum to feed the Muse- and myself because I did manage to score a lavender flavored cupcake and a Ginger Beer on the way- but as luck would have it they were between exhibits so there wasn’t a lot to see- happy day for me regardless… one of my favorite paintings was there so I visited that for awhile:
The Sin by Von Stuck
I did check out a few more paintings and then I hit the gift shop- and there on the table was this little blue book in a neat little pile of other little blue books surrounded by other books in stacks and holiday cards and I think some postcards.
The cover was simple and uncomplicated
It had a silver acorn in the middle and it was by Yoko Ono.
I watched my friend pick it up and leaf through it, and a few more people did the same after her. So when there was a clear spot, I went to the table and picked up the book and opened it.
I read:
WATCH PIECE VI
Imagine water coming down a dry riverbed
I saw myself standing in a dry riverbed… I saw the water before I heard it. As it raced towards me the I watched the water push pebbles and rocks ahead of it as it crashed down towards me. I Could smell the dust, hear the parched earth crackle and hiss…
I closed the book and held that image in my mind for a moment.
Then I read a few more pages and these ideas for stories just flooded into my head.
It took my breath away.
So here was this simple looking book written by a woman I had only ever viewed in one way ( and it wasn’t bad, I like her -she’s has a quiet dignity about her, but I saw her as the other half of John Lennon.) and I open this book to a page read a few words and a story starts to write itself in my head.
My friend Heather Blakey has several GUIDED IMAGERY PROMPTS that I would suggest trying out at the her site the Soul Food Cafe.
In addition I would suggest picking up a copy of Acorn by Yoko Ono. It is truly inspirational.
So Far…I’m Good
At the end of November I had this goal to start writing again.
Not only did I want to do that, I wanted to write daily.
And ta-da, so far so good.
Since then, I’ve reconnected with my friends, I listen to a lot more music and I read more.
Plus I’ve been listening to these radio shows that they tape here in Washington state called, ‘Imagination Theatre’.
These wonderful stories of mystery and suspense are written by Jim French
( from the website Harry Nile )
I went to a few of the tapings and that was fun- you could see the sound effects guy at work and see all of the fun things that get edited out of the final taping that goes on the show.
All of Jim French’s shows are great, but my favorite is ” Kincaid The Strange Seeker.”
Kincaid is the Bee’s Knees – he’s like a cross between Kolchak and my Grandpa Bert. I don’t want to give away more than that. Just check out the website.
Feeding my brain as opposed to feeding my eyes with the junk food fest that TV has to offer has really fueled my creative side- made it roar as it is.
I’ve only got back up to speed with my blogging, I’m working on some short stories for a collection I’m putting together and I wonder- should I add radio scripts to the mix?
Ha. I don’t think so, script writing is hard and I suck at it.
But it’s something to think about.
So that’s my Enduring Bones recap.
I’m feeling very good about the direction my writing is taking.
I do believe its possible that I go on…so…
Here’s to many more words ahead!
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