Pic-step Prompt #1

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and/or

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in either order, one or both

I’ll do this here, hopeful for growth,

writing extension, stretching for goals,

step one, by one, steady and slow…

(The link above directs to the post announcing my self-set weekly writing challenge – you’re welcome to join in somehow if you like…)

Pic-step Prompt #1

In Vain

Prompted by cue-art#5 at Shafali’s Creativity Carnival

sCCcue5~Poem: In vain

Vanessa was a vain lass
she wore it plain for all to see
and oh so career driven
she had soon passed fertility.
She couldn’t hide her sadness
in her eyes it was revealed,
being barren and childless
her regret she tried to conceal.

©2015, stu06bloc9

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Short story to be posted here soon…

Incorporating this prompt with another I’ve started drafting a fictional  story. I’m torn between finishing and polishing my original version, or whittling it down to flash fiction. This uses the opening line (using the second prompt):

We were all eyes and ears yesterday…

 (to be continued)

In Vain

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It’s not my eyes so much as the trouble but the cogs, wheel and wires… it didn’t look like I’d just being doing a blogging course when I looked at my other blog, and I’m sure this one’s not right yet yet either but had enough of dragging widget bars about and trying to navigate menus in a dashboard. Plenty of stuff on the boil, in writing that is, but it looks like two weeks worth of washing up to do (I kid you not- but then I have just had fifteen complete strangers over to a drop-in and out party this weekend! One day I’ll learn…!

I’m sure they did offer to contribute to doing dishes – some even suggested recipes and helped with ingredients – but with humous and crisps and chocolate aglore and pre-pepped stirfry veg there was little need for much culinary effort at all – and plenty bought fizzy pop, cookies and nibbles so there was plenty to fill up with 🙂

It’s just a shame I spent ever since I woke up again yesterday evening that I’ve been so busy catching up with study stuff and what-not that I’ve forgotten to eat again! Good thing I cooked breakfast before hitting the hay.

Now 9am is approaching fast and I’ll be dreading the landlord’s knock as usual and completely ignoring the door, most likely making  a dash for the back yard with the dog and glad there’s no access to be caught out there.

So, back to my poetry class in a while later, cos I stayed for the theory arriving early enough and had to make a lot of notes, not written any poetry yet mind. Reams on the quality of the course material (and how the page made me think it’s a poor secretary putting it together – but then isn’t that what an editor IS essentially?) I shouldn’t take the piddle but the prompt is water and I already had my droplet thrown in…

…and how the way the assignment information’s presented switched my brain to you can NOT write that and you have to play with paint and do maths to manage soemthing for this task, but I’ve not even tried yet…

And falling out with teacher’s again…typical disagreement over correct pronunctiation (simile spoken “see-me-lee”, I have NEVER heard in my life, but I did skip most English class in school) and I’m sure you CAN tell…and interpreted meaning of a word such as explicit – explicit makes me think of expletives / “offensive language” rather than specific or pointed – but that’s the fault of the music industry and the nanny state with their “Explicit Lyrics” stickers ruining my nice new CDs last tiem I ever bought any – wonder if they still do that and how necessary is / was it.

In simile…and how a longer piece of text than a sentence can be a simile? Maybe I have a simile-an personality, being the kind of person who’ll play music with “bad” language, and sing along, even with children around (if they’re mine and when I forget the Japanese walls and sensitive neighbours who I thought must be out) because it’s only language and it’s expressive – but I don’t usually want to read or write such language – unless to annoy an objectional teacher by putting it in quotation marks and making a character say it…

Ask me to write explicitly and I just don’t don’t want to, my bad manners kick in (oh for ska! – if only there was a music player, or rather if only I’d update my spotify and forget again that you can’t get bugger all playtime enough on a free program even if you did subscribe for months while you had no internet access to even sort out cancelling it and couldn’t sort anything out with no phone and no net…) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE… but then so it’s ok to hear swearing in songs or speech but not see it? I confuse myself like that sometimes, mis-wired or something, often in two places at once, definitely rusting. Maybe I’m simile-an… it’d be better than being English for sure! I’ll work myself out one of these days… snailzpace, as usual

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