Picture 14
This is from Creative Writing Prompts.
Prompt #2
A picture is worth more than a blank page. Take out those dusty photo albums. Pick out photo #14. Count however way you like, but make sure you stop at #14. Look at the photo for two-three minutes. Then for ten minutes write all the feelings that photograph made you feel. Don't censor yourself. Just write.
I'd like to do this challenge using several albums, but one of the first I picked up was from my senior year in college. I'm posing with Molly, Mark, and Rob-Newman friends, and we were at a Newman Center social. Newman is a Catholic students' organization with houses at many universities. Bill is in the background talking to someone who is not pictured and Mary is standing behind the four of us with her attention focused elsewhere.
This brings back a flood of happy memories from my time at school. Zany Mark (a.k.a. Eyelash) has his arm wrapped around my head, and both of us have huge smiles on our faces. Mark always made me laugh-life of the party and generally known as the class clown. Hence the hairstyle from which he derived his nickname. He shaved off all his hair with the exception of his bangs. They were usually shaped into a thing resembling a giant eyelash. *laughs*
I see the somber, careful smile on Rob's face. He isn't used to Mark's playful antics, but is willing to allow himself to be drawn out of his shell. He is somewhat shy and reserved-much like me until I get to know you better.
Molly rarely smiles. In all the pictures I have of her, I see a somber face staring back at me. She is a great friend though-very sincere and serious about life.
And Bill. Even though he is in the periphery at not focused on us, his presence in the pic brought back so many memories-some of them painful and filled with chagrin, but others hopeful and warm with friendship. Perhaps one of these days I'll tell you our story.
Prompt #2
A picture is worth more than a blank page. Take out those dusty photo albums. Pick out photo #14. Count however way you like, but make sure you stop at #14. Look at the photo for two-three minutes. Then for ten minutes write all the feelings that photograph made you feel. Don't censor yourself. Just write.
I'd like to do this challenge using several albums, but one of the first I picked up was from my senior year in college. I'm posing with Molly, Mark, and Rob-Newman friends, and we were at a Newman Center social. Newman is a Catholic students' organization with houses at many universities. Bill is in the background talking to someone who is not pictured and Mary is standing behind the four of us with her attention focused elsewhere.
This brings back a flood of happy memories from my time at school. Zany Mark (a.k.a. Eyelash) has his arm wrapped around my head, and both of us have huge smiles on our faces. Mark always made me laugh-life of the party and generally known as the class clown. Hence the hairstyle from which he derived his nickname. He shaved off all his hair with the exception of his bangs. They were usually shaped into a thing resembling a giant eyelash. *laughs*
I see the somber, careful smile on Rob's face. He isn't used to Mark's playful antics, but is willing to allow himself to be drawn out of his shell. He is somewhat shy and reserved-much like me until I get to know you better.
Molly rarely smiles. In all the pictures I have of her, I see a somber face staring back at me. She is a great friend though-very sincere and serious about life.
And Bill. Even though he is in the periphery at not focused on us, his presence in the pic brought back so many memories-some of them painful and filled with chagrin, but others hopeful and warm with friendship. Perhaps one of these days I'll tell you our story.