Category: Wonderings
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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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Fortune Favours The Takers
Sometimes my good fortune makes my eyes tear. Bad days, sure. Too much wine, often. But we soldier on and we claw our way upwards towards the light. Fighting for the future we know is ours – we just have to stretch up real tall and grasp the edges. Getting there, making it. Don’t stop.
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