This was written for the Three Word Wednesday. I haven't written in so long. I feel rusty - like there's not really a connection between the universe and my brain anymore. Like when I visualize what I write, it's distant and hazy. So this short little scribble is like something you remember when you wake up from a dream, so vivid that you aren't really sure if it happened, or if it was just your imagination. I hope you enjoyed Cling. Murmur. Taken. :)
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Monday, June 11, 2012
Down By The River
Been an eternity since I've written anything. This was written for Wordle 60 at the Sunday Whirl. The twelves words were crawl, shadows, corona, nails, vessels, brush, willow, mud, stones, trembled, bluffs, stain. When I read the words the image that popped into my head was of this wild, wet river girl sitting in the shade of a willow tree, brushing out her hair. I started writing - all my writing seems to take a fantastical turn - and I could see this grizzled old farmer telling a young, handsome adventurer how to find the river faery. Maybe an idea worth pursuing? I hope you enjoyed Down By The River :)
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