Set timer for : 10 minutes
Find a random song on the radio or on your MP3 player, preferably a song you don’t know, and listen for just a few seconds, just long enough to pick out the first line you hear. Use that line as your first line in a 10 minute free-write.
Hayley’s attempt:
Sometimes dreams just don’t come true. I never did get to see Paris or Rome. I never did become a dancer. I found love, but not my true love. My children and grandchildren come in and out of the room, leaving in a hurry, and forcing smiles. Not one of them know me, not really. Only one man ever knew me, and he died thirty years ago. And I never told him I loved him. I didn’t want to go like this. Not lying in a sterile bed, staring at sterile walls. I was supposed to die tragically while parasailing from the cliffs in Peru, or getting biten by a poisonous snake in the outback of Austrailia. Not here, in this horrible hick town. Why are they all here. I was supposed to raise children who wanted to see the world, who venture off to far way lands, sending postcards a couple times a year just to let me know they were alive. But none of them left. Not one. Even the grandkids have no hope of any adventure in their lives growing here, with this lot surrounding them. Well maybe one. Yes I think I’ve seen that look before, that twinkle in her young eyes, it looks so familiar. They look like his did, right before he told me he was leaving for Mongolia, on a trek acroos the Altai mountains. She saw me watching her. I wish I could remember her name…damn these drugs. Run angel, run and concore the world. See hope in each new place, and don’t look back. That’s what I wish someone had said to me. Did she hear me. Go child. Was that a smile? A knowling look? I wish I could go with you, but sometimes dreams just don’t come true.
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Well done Hayley. Love your ability to write, and so very well done. I really enjoy your writing.
ReplyDeleteI thought I'd take up the same challenge just to see what I could do. Well I haven't had your training, or gone to school as long as you did, but here's my attempt at the 10 min. free write.
Let the Music Move You….
The words I heard stand out were: “I run to you, baby”
I run to you, when my life quits turning, when things get too busy, when I’m in need of a friend, and when I just can’t handle anything else. I go running to you, thinking only of that moment when our hands touch, when you hold me in your arms, and when you hold me close and tell me everything is going to be all right. I run to you when it seems like there is no one else in this world who really cares, when problems overwhelm me and when the tears begin to fall. I run to you when my world is full of joy, and great excitement, when I can no longer hold in the happiness that is within me for fear I will burst from that excitement. I run to you when I need to share, or need someone to care. I look to you for the support and encouragement that I know you’ll give me. I run straight to you, when things seem like they are impossible to bear, when I need a friend, and when there is no one else out there. I run to you, even when there is a room full of people all around me, because I know how you feel, know that you care, and know that you will be there for me. I run to you, because you are the one I think about both day and night. You are the love of my life, and fill my heart with strength and love and joy. You are my one true love and no matter where you are, or what you are doing, I will always run to you because you are my love for all times.
This is very beautiful. And free writing has nothing to do with training or schooling. It's about having the courage to go with the flow, to let out whatever is inside.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to have you on board.