4 posts tagged “writing”
yeah, so i was totally kidding myself to think that i'd have time to write a measly 143 words a day. sometimes i don't even speak that much.
this was written a few days ago, just not posted...
A jolt of anxiety hit her and she gripped the steering wheel. This day was happening. It made her a little sick, she took a long drag. As much as she wanted to grow-up and fly away, she wanted things easy, simple and the same. Looking out through the windshield she became aware of finally understanding the word ‘dappled’. The cool morning breeze was rustling the trees and shrubs in front of her car, she watched them sway and dip through the morning sunlight. She remembered a book as a young girl, about a duck looking for a golden egg. The duck finds eggs in the color of the rainbow, but not a golden egg. Not until the end of the book, when the golden egg the duck finally finds is made of chocolate. And then, the words came tumbling back to her.
I'm taking a tip from two writer friends of mine, well, one of them is a friend..... In a haphazard way I found out that the cute ex-writing teacher only writes 143 words a day (allegedly). He writes 143 words on a story a day, probably every day. Wow, doesn't seem like that much, but you never know. So I decided to give it a try. I'm going to write a story, 143 words at a time. Here we go:
Paige coasted the car into her assigned spot in the Senior parking lot. The spot faced the woods at the far corner of the school’s campus. After muscling the car into Park, she turned off the engine and listened to the ticking of the car cooling off. This day was a time bomb, the sound only made it more visceral. She pulled a crushed pack of cigarettes from her bag. Slowly she slid a smoke from the pack and gently straightened it. She punched the car lighter and stared straight ahead.
The window was open half way. A breeze kicked up and made her left eye water. She flicked ash into her resident Diet Mountian Dew can and wiped her eye with the back of her cigarette hand. She stole a quick glance at the term paper next to her on the seat.
Ok, so November is National Novel Writing Month and I signed up to do it. I am going to post my progress here and not use the real blog, since I don't really want anyone to know what I'm up to, or have any accountability when I fail.
I have no idea how I am going to find the time for this, but I will try. A weekend at the cabin and some time in AZ are planned for November, so that might help.
What was I thinking?
