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This week's words;

Sunday - Instructions

Monday- Motorcycle

Tuesday- Wildflower

Wednesday- Asparagus

Thursday- Stopwatch

Friday - Confetti


Word of the Day
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1  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Record on: Today at 06:28:10 AM
I can so much relate to that!!!
I remember even people calling the station for requests and the announcements before the songs that now we're gonna play this tune "for recording". Nice times...
2  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Lampshade on: Today at 06:18:38 AM
This was very nice!!
I especially loved "a beacon in the bitter darkness dancing with the monsters in the shadows", it sets up a wonderful mood from the beginning of the text, sweet sense of childhood.
3  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Lampshade on: Today at 06:15:21 AM
A cosy corner in an otherwise modern minimalistic home. A reclining chair dominates the corner, like a throne of a king surrounded by advisors and servants. On its side, a black  wooden coffee table, with coasters ready to welcome another mug of dark java and a big glass of water, the necessary ingredients to wake up the the body and mind. Behind it, a thin black metal tube rising from the floor to a few inches above the chair’s height. A low-energy light bulb decorates the top, restricted from a lampshade. It stands like a trusty butler behind the chair, ready to tend to my every needs. When surrendering to the welcoming embrace of the chair’s cushions, its a small sanctuary from the rest of the home, a small private island of isolation. A laptop on my hands and the blue light of the screen merging with the soft yellow of the lap, darkened by the lampshade’s filtering. Soft tapping sounds of the keyboard disrupt the silence of the early hours of morning…
4  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Record on: May 22, 2019, 07:01:23 PM
A record spinning, a black abyss of mystical information, momentarily revealed under the interrogation of a needle. I love the way the record spins and the needle keeps closing the middle, the scratching sound before the song begins. I imagine I am very small, walking on this endless black sea, carefully avoiding to get out of the needle’s way in every turn. It is like I the needle is time, and I am constantly hunted, an brief race with predefined start and end points. Like the music emotions can go up and down, but there always has to be a beginning and an inevitable end. But still the journey is a magical one.
The smell of vinyl and old paper from the case dominates the air. I have always wondered how it would taste like, but I never had the courage to test, afraid something really bad would happen to both the record and me. Dust specs stuck on the surface, slaves to the static electricity. A flat brush...
5  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Gondola on: May 21, 2019, 06:16:37 AM
The ground below gets higher, when you look down your eyes can't see the bottom; just an ocean of mist.

Really liked this! Smiley
6  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Gondola on: May 21, 2019, 06:14:23 AM
This read to me like the passage of a book, maybe a romance novel. Not sure if that was your intention but I liked it.

Thank you, glad you liked it! I didn't really try to make it sound like something in particular, but the first image that came in my mind was a couple in a gondola, so it just went on from there. Afterwards I was thinking that it would be nice to add a twist and make it an old couple, re-living their trip of their youth, but you know, after the timer it doesn't really count!  Smiley Smiley
7  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Net on: May 21, 2019, 06:09:55 AM
A small bar in a forgotten town. Smokey atmosphere and low lights try to cover the loud conversations and sounds of glasses and bottles emptied and refilled. On the side, a dusty jukebox playing tunes of old, a relic of times past. And at the end of the bar, on a tall chair of nickel and worn-out green leather she sits, dressed in her red tight leather dress, shipping a dubious cocktail from two short black straws as she scans the environment around her. A flawless figure that has worked really hard to resist the merciless torture of time. Make-up covers the few signs that have cracked her resistance, and a hint of a smile breaks under the bright red that paints her lips. She’s got her net out tonight again, a game where she needs to be admired, a game of attraction and resistance, of self-confirmation and vanity. Each side look is another catch, each whisper another move forward in this never-ending game without winners. And so the night continues, and she then she leaves with her catch..
- - 10 minute timer - - 
…heading for her home before the light dissolves the fairytale. A good crop, she smiles as she carefully holds on to all the glances and smiles, all the whispers and conversations of the night. Her net is full tonight, full enough to temporarily silence that little voice of disapproval inside her head. Her net is full, but still sometimes she can’t stop thinking who is really trapped in this net.
8  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Gondola on: May 20, 2019, 06:28:10 PM
A bright sunny day, mid-afternoon. The sun has reached its peak and now slowly starts its descent, content that once more he has raised the temperature of the day to marginally annoying levels. But of course its our holiday, and we don’t really care about such minor setbacks. For now all we care about is laying comfortably in each other’s arms, mentally singing the catchy tunes from the street performers as the black gondola flies calmly across the green waters of Venice. The suns rays play with the surface, designing momentarily elusive white spots of reflection. On the other side of the gondola, the captain himself. Dressed in the traditional striped dark blue and white t-shirt, he pushes the boat across the waters with an air of confidence like exploring the new world. I have to admit that he really plays the part, every detail on him trying to engulf us in the brief fairytale that we each paid 35 euros to participate. But on the other hand, it wouldn’t be a trip to Venice without this, the pinnacle of forced romanticism. A modern time Romeo, finally enjoying time with his Juliette without the fear of imminent death from the poison of the families. And so we sail across the canals, enjoying our time in the vacation bubble of safety from the town’s rhythm and people going to their jobs as usual. A few moments that will create an everlasting memory.


On an unrelated note, I needed to take some time off the exercises for personal reasons and just came back. After almost 3 weeks of absence, today I found myself struggling to focus. It was harder getting the ideas and images in text, and it just felt something was holding me back.
So, I highly recommend to all that if possible, don't stop the exercises. It really pays a lot to do it everyday.
9  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Canvas on: April 26, 2019, 06:45:21 AM
This was very nice!!
And I absolutely understand what you say about hindsight, I do this all the time too..but I think that's the point of the exercise, to bring you in this state of mind where ideas just keep coming even after the 10' have finished
10  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Apple Tree on: April 26, 2019, 06:40:49 AM

I wish I had a few more minutes to write more for this one. I missed a couple of senses and really wanted to explore the tree further as a character!

Why didn't you?
I know the rules say 10', but it's still something you do for yourself .. draw a line when the beeper goes off to separate the exercise and just continue writing underneath it if you want to. I'd hate to waste a dash of inspiration when it hits..
Just make sure you follow up with another 10' the next day and you don't think "ok I did 30' yesterday so I'm fine for the next two days"

Rules are just a guideline, there here to help, not restrict us (or at least that's the way I see it)
  Smiley Smiley
11  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Canvas on: April 26, 2019, 06:33:04 AM
Closed eyes and deep breaths, she lies on her bed. Around her the welcoming bedsheets are littered with clothes, an empty glass and a dirty ashtray, half-full with cigarette butts and dark thoughts. Her mind is getting heavier as she dives deep in her heart, a messy canvas of all her life’s experiences. It is just her and her thoughts now, confronted with her life, all of her choices, experiences, thoughts and regrets laid before her, like scars on a white cloth, brushes of colour and darkness mixed in a never-ending skein. A feeling of uneasiness embraces her, as she listens to a thousand voices of what was, what should and what could have been, she shivers as a cold chill climbs up her spine as all of these thoughts run past her, but every now and then a dash of colour paints a smile on her face, the colours are there, she can see them, lying under the scars and scratches of adulthood, barely visible but she can still see the green fields and castles where she used to run as a child, the warmth of the sun and her mother’s smile. There’s light in this darkness, and she …..
12  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Apple tree on: April 25, 2019, 06:39:43 AM
On the back porch of her house, there stands a lone apple tree. It is in the middle of the small garden, surrounded by grass, its thin bark supporting the branches that extend in all directions, loaded with green leaves and small white flowers. Light dances among the leaves as the wind gently flows, like combing the messy hair of a young child. A gentle  whisper sings from the leaves, a silent song of calmness. It is under that tree that she stands, her hand pressed against the bark, motionless, oblivious to the rest of the world as she touches the scar on the bark, a heart carved around two letters from many summers ago, a memento of an adolescent dream, a summer love that sparked the flame of love. This is where it all begun so many years ago, this is where they first met, this is where in a blink of an eye they passed all their lives together, holding in each others hand as they did on that first night they met. This is where she cant let go, even though she knows she must, as a tear runs down her cheek, through her widow’s veil and fall to the ground in the roots of the tree. “Goodbye”.
13  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Ballerina on: April 21, 2019, 10:48:45 PM
White layers of tulle stack upon each other strangling a thin waist. Below them a disciplined body warms up, gets ready to hit the stage and dance, surrender to the flow of the music and swim in the invisible waves of the stage lights, conveying stories and emotions without uttering a single word. All the energy is there and she feels the tension in each muscle as she surrenders to the first notes of the interlude and the clap of the crowd. She briefly closes her eyes and suddenly she transforms, she now is an enchanted swan in a lake of a distant kingdom, she blinks again and a nutcracker appears, another blink and a she’s standing under a bright spotlight, a tear running from her eye as she hears the cheer of the crowd, a standing ovation for the few hours of magic they witnessed. Another blink and she’s back to reality, taking the make up of her face and untying the straps of her pointes, this was her last show, her body has starter to betray her after so many years of bending to her will. It is her last show, her last time on stage, the stage where she lived a thousand lives in a thousand shows. A final bow and the dressing room lights go off for the last time.
14  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Post-it Note on: April 19, 2019, 09:31:58 AM
I think I'm focused on narrative too much still.

Thank you @fireystarter, I really appreciate the feedback!!

Honestly I have the same concerns, each time I feel there is a parallel voice in my mind trying to review what I write as I write it. In the last week or so I tried to ignore this and just let it flow, whatever comes. I mean what's the worst that can happen, I will be off-topic or wrong. So what, its just an exercise. And at least for me it works, I now feel more relaxed when I write.

What also helped me is that in the last days I usually take a minute or so before I set the timer, just to let the idea form in my head as a starting point. No details, but when I read the word of the day, I usually get various images, not necessarily connected to each other, and it is hard to put them all together. For example in Post-it notes, I had images from work similar to yours, post-its for things to do on my fridge, shopping lists, post-its carrying ideas that I didn't want to forget, short notes from my family....you get the idea. I decided to follow the path of the "ideas saved for later" that are on my desk and just see where it goes.

Anyway, that's just what works for me (at the moment), I hope it helps!!
SmileySmiley Smiley
15  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: post it note on: April 19, 2019, 09:08:12 AM
ugh this prompt was really difficult. all I could think about was work and that's so lame I couldn't even come up with words to describe how lame it is.

I agree, this was a difficult topic, there are so many uses of post-it notes that for me it was hard to concentrate to one. I liked how you made me feel the uneasiness of the first hours at work, I could totally relate to this!
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