The River is flowing….. Writing prompt: Lean against …. listen

Hello out there, I have blogged about this writing prompt here before but on my new blog I use it on a regular basis and it has become a well of inspiration.

Here is what I wrote about it on Thursday:

” As I wrote on Tuesday evening when I introduced my own writing prompt with photo’s, I have come to love to use them.

In the beginning, I thought:” I have enough ideas! I do not need to write with writing prompts!” But when I started to use “lean against… and listen” I realised that it is so much more than giving ideas.

It has become a playground for me to try out different things even though I do not intend to write something planned. I write down what comes to mind or more what the storyteller tells me, but his or her intention seems to make me realise my potential and how much more I can write.

 
This is fun. This is creative. This is brilliant. 
 
I highly recommend trying it out!….”
 
Please read the little story that emerged with it on Thursday: The River is flowing… Lean against… and listen ~ Words and Demons
 
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The River Is Flowing…. ~ Good morning writers ~ routines

A little bit on routines and how they help to be productive on my blog “The River is flowing…”

“How are you today? How has your writing been in the last 7 days? Are you feeling satisfied with your writing or are you frustrated? I hope that it is rather satisfied and motivated than frustrated. 
 
This morning I wanted to read a blog post about “routines” but, unfortunately, our internet played up, and I could not get to it and now I can’t remember where I found it. Never mind.
 
But it got me thinking about routines and how they help to be productive. I have certain things that get me into the mood of writing:…”
 
 
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The River is flowing ~ Zara (XII)

A little more of the story that gave this blog its name. But I post it on my new blog “The River is flowing

“…Zara and Shallaya reached their family yurt. They could hear Wild Woman intone her healing songs and the clinking of pots and dishes. Wild Woman did not look up when Zara and Shallaya entered the tent.

Zara gasped when she saw her father’s pale face which seemed to have shrunk to half its normal size. His usually well shaven face showed stubble here and there.  Again she had to steady her mother but both did not say a word just sat down one at the head, one at the feet of the injured man. He laid on his bear coat close to the fire in the middle of the tent like structure. A few pots, earthen cups and plates, stood on a wooden stool on the other side of the fire. Beside it, some bright red cushions form a sitting area and closer to the fire more bear coats with woven blankets on them.

Zara spotted dried blood all over her fathers muscular body when Wild Woman took off his clothes to start her healing ritual. His breathing was shallow but still there. Her mother started intoning the shaman supporting melodies while she was rocking gently. Zara fell in immediately…..”

Please read the rest at “The River is flowing ~ Zara (XII)

The River is flowing ~ Morsmart (13)

Here a little more of my sci-fi serial which I am posting on my other blog. You can find the first version here: Morsmart at the end of the Galaxy but I am editing it for the other blog and will go on writing it as well. Oh I am excited :-):

“… “Proper procedure?” Rowan asked Sadit. Sadit just grinned: ” Every two hours we have to clean the entrance as this is the first impression the store makes. You should think that Avatars can not make any dirt, but there is. Even though I have a feeling that there are people employed to make it dirty just to keep us in work.”

Rowan looked at him questioningly:” You think that?” “Are you joking me? Of course, there are strange things going on here!” Rowan looked at Chan Juan standing on a little step cleaning the huge glass doors with the Morsmart green crescent on them. She started wiping from the top right working down to the bottom left slowly removing all finger and hand prints. “Just have a look at those doors” Sadit continued “Do Avatars have fingerprints?” “No of course not they are not real, just a projection” Rowan answered as if Sadit had asked the silliest question ever. “Exactly! But is that door clean? No! So where do you think the prints come from?” “I have no idea” Rowan answered….”

Please read more at The River is flowing

Hello out there,

how has your writing been in the last 7 days? Were you struggling or have you had fun?

I think I have been concentrating a lot on my struggles lately and forgot a little how much fun writing can be. A few weeks ago I stumbled over a blogpost by Tim Ferris called “How to built a high traffic blog without killing yourself“. It featured his talk at the San Fransisco Wordcamp in 2009 and gives a few ideas of how he deals with his blogs. And last Wednesday I had time to watch it at last.

The tip that stayed in my mind of his presentation was this:” Most of all: have fun!” because if you have fun your readers will have fun. I remember hearing this from authors too and having a look into my experience with my own pieces of writing I can only agree: …… Please read more at The River is flowing

The River is flowing: Zara (XI)

“Charna is fine by the way!”
Cara looked at him for a second like she could not remember the name of her future daughter in law. She coughed a little and answered: “I am glad to hear that and how are her parents?”
“Fine. Her mother’s fishing is going well!” Ciara smiled at him and said:” and how are her father’s war games going?”

Ciar said nothing for a while and looked at his mother. Her beautiful complexion always amazed him as well as that air of innocence she could spread around herself. “If only she wouldn’t….” He got up to the little hearth in the middle of the hut where he had boiled some tea. After ladling some of it in two cups,  he came back to her and offered it to her. She accepted but still said nothing…..

Please read more at The River is flowing

The River is flowing: Lean against….and listen

Again my favourite writing prompt. The more I do it, the more it inspires me to try out different things. Or more the storyteller tells different stories ;-):

I quote Kasey Mathews from the WANA group “Write to heal” for this writing prompt: 

 
“With paper and pen, or computer handy, lean back in your chair, or against the wall, or a sofa etc., close your eyes and imagine you are sitting under a large tree with your back resting against the trunk. On the other side of the tree, a Storyteller has come to sit down and also rest against the tree trunk. With eyes still closed, just listen. Wait for the Storyteller to begin his or her story. When you hear it begin, simply write down all that you hear. “
 
This is what the storyteller is telling me today:
 
On a dark night, Freya went to the sea. ….

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photo credit Eva Rinaldi via Flickr

The River is flowing: Morsmart at the End of the Galaxy (12)

“And why did you first say, “not yet” if you knew I won’t anyway!” he nearly shouted at Sadit and Chan Juan. She took him by the arm and tried to make him walk towards the glass doors at the entrance hall: “We explain later!” she said.

Rowan did not move. “Cleaning instead of avatar construction! Restrainers, getting wet and no bonuses!?!?!” he thought and turned around ready to go. “What are you doing???!” Sadit grabbed Rowans other arm. The avatars around him started to look, and Blake, who just came out of the door to Mr. Getawa’s hallway, looked, as well.

“I am going somewhere to complain!” Rowan hissed. “Are you mad?!” Sadit’s face showed utter shock. “Blake sees us…..

Please read more at The River is flowing