Category: Wonderings
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Monday Morning Words
“Don’t go down there”, she warned; “Don’t go down there ever, my boy.” I was two-thirds ready to heed her when I suddenly realised where I’d heard her voice before. The inn at Milton Abbas – the twisted crone with no fresh lemon slices! I turned to the woman and bellowed, “Oh, down there you…
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Slow Writing
And thus it ended. The teacher, in all his faded and battered majesty, was dead. Killed by living, too many years of chalk-dusted breaths in and out. Slowly crumbling like a collapsed stack of old hymn books in some forgotten attic. Poor, forgotten man. He died even as he lived and he lived quietly while…
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On Imagination
Slow writing exercise: In the beginning (the very, very beginning), there was little more than a quiet whisper of an idea. Starting with a tiny bud of slowly unfurling thought, then blooming stealthily into shocking blossoms. Oh, the smell of those thoughts – the dusky scent of imagination stirred and fires being lit. In the…
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Slow Writing
I spent my evening playing with Slow Writing, which I think is intended to be a tool for teachers to get kids writing creatively. It is now my daily set of push-ups, imaginatively speaking. Slow Writing gives you six instructions for six sentences, which you can reveal all at once, or explore as your story…
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Blogger’s Downfall
Ten minutes ago I did that awful girl thing where you search for something because you saw a girl on a blog wearing it and you thought that if you bought it you would become her, as bread and wine become the body and blood of Christ. (What is that? Transmogrification? Transubstantiation? I was big…
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