Posts tagged ‘creativity’

Found Things – Writing Prompt

Oh, it’s been too long, dear friends, and what jarred me out of my slump?  A quick dash this morning to the community dumpster with my little bag of refuse, I slid open the door and there was a crate of partially drunk bottles of liquor, ranging from Meyers Rum to a 15 year old bottle of scotch.  The crate was stamped with an exotic distillery name from a hot country, the bottles were a little dusty, with one upside down in the little space that was left.   What a find!  But what to do?  Cave in to dumpster diving, leave be, pour them out and recycle the bottles…some many options.  My head was spinning!

What it really did was get me thinking about my old writing circles, how the prompts we were given would stir up all kinds of stories, and the pleasure of listening to each woman’s version or experience.  There was always magic there, stories that seemed to flow together with a common theme over and above the prompt in front of us, the heads nodding in agreement, “yes, me too,” the circle becoming more intimate with each story. 

The writing circles were also we played with Found Things, after reading about this latest trend in the NY Times.  We all had fun gathering, hunting, and trying to catagorize our own Found Things.  I considered myself an expert, having been a long-time admirer of Pippi Longstocking and her adventures in Thing-Finding with her demure, sheltered neighbor children, Peter and Anika.   I was much more like Anika than I cared to admit (read: no fun), so studied hard to be Pippi Longstocking.  I have succeeded somewhat.

So now I offer up this Found Thing, this crate of liquor left as an offering in a dumpster, from someone who had to throw it away, but still saw value in it, we can see who will take it or not, or what other options anyone can come up with.  Share some of your stories with me, but keep them short. 

Thanks for playing.

 

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April 1, 2010 at 5:08 am 4 comments

Writing Jesus’s Name in the Dust

“I just love writing Jesus’s name in the dust,”  an acquaintance quoted her now ex-mother-in-law saying as they finished up a tour of the new home and life she and her partner had begun back in home territory after being gone for years and years.  I shared my story of a business guest noting after dinner, that “dusting isn’t really that important is it?”   My story was at least free of any lifestyle commentary, but we still laughed at the veiled disapproval and passive aggressive stance of “but I was really agreeing with you.”  I think not.

So here I am dusting someone else’s house and tempted by the light felted canvas on each surface, wanting to add a heart or smiley face or my name, tempted by that virgin space as cave dwellers, tree carvers, wet sidewalk signers and graffiti artists have been for ages.  Even my cat turned into a billboard, her pure white sides calling for decoration.  So one Christmas to amuse the kids – what was I thinking – I outlined a green Christmas tree on her side with washable, non-toxic marker (no animals were hurt in this process, only embarrassed).  Of course the kids shrieked in glee, but I had not thought through the consequences, that it opened the door of what next.  There was a year or so that Snowball sported many the seasonal symbol, but the fun stopped when both pre-teen and cat had hot pink hair.  Everyone got a bath then and the line was drawn.  No more decorating the cat.  But express ourselves we must,  and spray bottles and food color were purchased and the snowy yard turned into a 4-color diorama of sharks and waves and snow swimmers.  It was great.

So here’s to all those artists big and small, to expressing ourselves and encouraging others to let it out.  It makes me feel like Peter Pan, hands on hips ready to crow, “I did that!”  The expansive freedom of seeing a thought or idea come to life is so exhilarating, it becomes the definition of life itself, and I can’t wait for what’s next.

March 6, 2010 at 10:54 am 4 comments


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