Poetry meme
I felt in need of a writing meme tonight &, as ever, resurrected this one, which often seems to work for me:
1: Pick five fandoms. List them in alphabetical order.
1. Doctor Who
2. Dungeons & Dragons
3. Press Gang
4. Public Eye
5. Spooks
2: Visit this site to find your first RANDOM POEM OF POWER. Write down the 5th line (yes, even if it's an E.E. Cummings poem and you wind up with an apostrophe). Repeat five times and - you guessed it - list 'em in alphabetical order! (No cheating, mind! This is a challenge and it's always been about creativity.)
3: I think you can see where this is going. Write a very quick 50-word half-drabble for each fandom (try to do it all in one sitting - make your brain explode!), using the line from the poem as a prompt. You don't have to include it in the half-drabble - it's just inspiration.
4: Bravo! Have a cookie.
1. Doctor Who: “and certainly unworthy words to hear.” (John Berryman)
They’re words he doesn’t care for - at once too large and far, far too small, unworthy of their purpose. He avoids them all he can; hates to say them more than any others. Funny, for they’re such simple words, and everyone must learn them in the end: Goodbye, farewell, adieu.
***
2. Dungeons & Dragons: “Came and were gone. He leant upon a tree.” (WB Yeats)
“Not again!” Eric circled around the tree stump, but Dungeon Master had definitely vanished - as usual. He scowled, and leant back against the nearest tree - then wondered why the others were staring at him in that weird way. He soon found out.
It wasn’t a tree he was leaning against.
***
3. Press Gang: “Freedom to starve or slave!”
“Lynda,” said Mr Sullivan through the door. “You can’t lock everyone in the newsroom every time things go wrong.”
“Planning to starve us out, sir?”
“You remember I have a key?”
“Oh, yes. That’s why I changed the locks, sir. Now, go away or we’ll be here all night again.”
***
4. Public Eye “His thoughts were bare, his words were brittle.” (Robert Service)
“I wouldn’t have said you had a strong sense of identity,” his probation officer says.
Frank doesn’t argue. The words in his head are other people’s, echoes of condemnation - the judge, the governor, a fellow convict. He’s retreated elsewhere, his few words terse. He wants to be alone, that’s all.
***
5. Spooks “The better part with Mary and with Ruth.” (John Milton)
Of course, most training exercises even on the Grid weren’t like EERIE and this one was about analysis and logic, but even so...
Harry surveyed his team and those who’d joined them from Section B. “Two equal groups, I said. You can’t all be on the same side as Ruth!”
***
Crossposted from Dreamwidth -- Comments there:
1: Pick five fandoms. List them in alphabetical order.
1. Doctor Who
2. Dungeons & Dragons
3. Press Gang
4. Public Eye
5. Spooks
2: Visit this site to find your first RANDOM POEM OF POWER. Write down the 5th line (yes, even if it's an E.E. Cummings poem and you wind up with an apostrophe). Repeat five times and - you guessed it - list 'em in alphabetical order! (No cheating, mind! This is a challenge and it's always been about creativity.)
3: I think you can see where this is going. Write a very quick 50-word half-drabble for each fandom (try to do it all in one sitting - make your brain explode!), using the line from the poem as a prompt. You don't have to include it in the half-drabble - it's just inspiration.
4: Bravo! Have a cookie.
1. Doctor Who: “and certainly unworthy words to hear.” (John Berryman)
They’re words he doesn’t care for - at once too large and far, far too small, unworthy of their purpose. He avoids them all he can; hates to say them more than any others. Funny, for they’re such simple words, and everyone must learn them in the end: Goodbye, farewell, adieu.
***
2. Dungeons & Dragons: “Came and were gone. He leant upon a tree.” (WB Yeats)
“Not again!” Eric circled around the tree stump, but Dungeon Master had definitely vanished - as usual. He scowled, and leant back against the nearest tree - then wondered why the others were staring at him in that weird way. He soon found out.
It wasn’t a tree he was leaning against.
***
3. Press Gang: “Freedom to starve or slave!”
“Lynda,” said Mr Sullivan through the door. “You can’t lock everyone in the newsroom every time things go wrong.”
“Planning to starve us out, sir?”
“You remember I have a key?”
“Oh, yes. That’s why I changed the locks, sir. Now, go away or we’ll be here all night again.”
***
4. Public Eye “His thoughts were bare, his words were brittle.” (Robert Service)
“I wouldn’t have said you had a strong sense of identity,” his probation officer says.
Frank doesn’t argue. The words in his head are other people’s, echoes of condemnation - the judge, the governor, a fellow convict. He’s retreated elsewhere, his few words terse. He wants to be alone, that’s all.
***
5. Spooks “The better part with Mary and with Ruth.” (John Milton)
Of course, most training exercises even on the Grid weren’t like EERIE and this one was about analysis and logic, but even so...
Harry surveyed his team and those who’d joined them from Section B. “Two equal groups, I said. You can’t all be on the same side as Ruth!”
***
Crossposted from Dreamwidth -- Comments there: