Well, it seems I’ve fallen a little behind in the posting and need to catch up on the last two weeks’ sessions since I believe tomorrow will be our last session for the summer. We should be picking things up again in September following ‘la rentrée’, hopefully full of inspiration and with some new members on board. If you do feel the urge to write over August or the second half of July, feel free to get in touch with me and we can try to tee up a time to meet. Until then, you might want to try some of these exercises we did in the last two sessions:
Exercise 1: “Details are who we are”. Write about some of the details that make you who you are.
Some interesting things came out in this exercise, but the overall consensus was that it is difficult to write about yourself. It’s definitely an exercise we’ll have to try again in the future.
Exercise 2: Word association. Start off with a random word in the middle of your page and end up with a web of words that are somehow connected in your mind. One, two, or more of these words will stay in the forefront of your mind. Start a story with them.
Everyone seemed to like this exercise and in fact we ended up doing it again last week. Saskia came up with a touching story about a homeless woman visiting a library. I won’t give any more away though, as she is going to try to develop this one. To give you an example of how the exercise works, “here’s one I prepared for you earlier”.
I started out with the word ‘precious’ and stayed with two words: ’stones’ and ’skipping’. Here goes:
I’m skipping stones while Mumma moans. I can hear her, it’s deafening. She’s over yonder in the cabin with Doc Greenwood. I didn’t think he’d come all the way out here, but he did and I’m glad. I couldn’t stand it. I can’t stand it now, hearing her pain. Every now and then she screams. When I least expect it. And it hurts my ears. If it weren’t so cold out, I’d go for a swim to try an’ drown it all out. Damn Pa. He’s never around for the births. He never has to see what she goes through it seems like every damn year. And Mumma’s gettin’ old now and inside I can hear her gettin’ tired. 5 skips, not bad. I’m gettin’ better at this. Lots of practise. Once a year, skipping stones while Mumma screams and moans. Pa doesn’t even know that Liz is gone. Went quietly in her sleep like an old lady. But she wasn’t old. It ain’t right. Skip skip skip. It ain’t right.
I pick up another stone. This time it’s bigger, heavier, not smooth and flat and round like the others. This time it’s going down. I hurl it out as far as I can. It splashes loudly as it hits the cold surface and with a silent scream I imagine it sinking right down to the bottom of the lake. She’s screaming now. Shouldn’t this get easier?
I should be fishing. That’s what I should be doing. Fishing to feed us. Mumma will be needin’ her strength, not some sissy boy who can’t handle her pain.
Exercise 3: “Details are who they are”. Exercise 1 repeated, but this time writing about someone we know very well.
Narelle and I wrote about our partners; Saskia wrote about her eldest son becoming a man.
Exercise 4: Free writing for 10 minutes about how you feel right now.
This exercise helps with getting you focused and in that writing mood, so it’s perfect for starting up a writing session.
Exercise 5: You are presented with a picture of a cabin in the woods. Describe what you see, describe what you don’t see – the interior -, describe the person you imagine coming out of the cabin.
This was a great exercise that unintentionally brought me back to Doc Greenwood from the Skipping Stones passage.
Exercise 6: Along with Exercise 5, this task was taken from here. We had to choose between about 5 of the options presented.
Narelle chose #9, a dialogue between a cat and a caged budgie. Visit Narelle’s blog if you’re interested in reading her piece.
Saskia, Chris and I chose #4, concentrating on people’s feet. You can read my piece on my own blog!
Exercise 7: Repeat Exercise 2 – Word association.
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