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Dec. 22nd, 2008 08:57 pm
witticaster: Several lines of crossed-out poetry and a hand holding a fountain pen, drawn in charcoal & ink. (curious)
This was an exercise from The 3 A.M. Epiphany (which I am going to buy sometime, because I really liked the book but didn't get to try most of the stuff in it). The idea was to write every sentence as an imperative (that's the command verb mood thing, right?). The tone isn't very consistent, but I like this one better than yesterday's. I dunno--it's something, anyway. I haven't bothered to edit it beyond fixing typos and omitting the parts where I stopped writing the story and just talked to myself. XD

...and walk the streets of New York City as if expecting them to prove something. )

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Aug. 11th, 2008 09:26 pm
witticaster: (dressed for a funeral)
DAMN IT, family.

I was writing something, and then you all had to go and come down here and do things and then I lost my entire thread of thought. It was the first exercise from the book [livejournal.com profile] greyfable recommended, The 3 A.M. Epiphany, and it was supposed to be Niko and it wasn't really going anywhere or being at all good, but DAMN IT I WAS WRITING OKAY.

...I'm putting it up here anyhow, so I can maybe try and rescue it when I can retreat somewhere silent and laptop the hell out of it (MAYBE TOMORROW OMG). This is why I'm so desperate for the ability to move my computer around lately. >> Because no one can shut up around here.

in which there is more evidence that ar can't write mr. robin )