Wednesday, February 3, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #34

A genie has granted your wish to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What's it like?

The perfect space for reading is basically this apartment, right here, right now, where I live. I guess to create the perfect space for writing, though, it would be the same thing, just with no other responsibilities so I can focus on writing.

My heart is really not in these posts at the moment. I'm so busy and don't really have time to focus on these in the morning when I need to be focusing on work. I don't really feel like doing this right now, because I feel like just lying on the couch and reading. But here I am, trying really hard to write every day, to follow through on the 365 writing prompts, and it's a struggle. But at least I got something down today.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #33

"Think global, act local." Write a post connecting a global issue to a personal one.

LOL that this question is being posed to a vegan. Let's talk about climate change, shall we? Every single personal choice I make is a global choice.

My heart is not in these prompts. At least I lasted the first month. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Monday, February 1, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #32

Invent a definition for the word "flangiprop;" then use the word in a post.

This is a stupid prompt. I've said that a few times about these prompts.

I recently learned about Joseph Gordon-Levitt's Hit Record project. A kind of promo video was making its way around facebook, and I just started watching the first season on Netflix. I might sign up for Hit Record, quit with the prompts here, and get my prompts there instead. I still intend to write daily, just in a different venue with a different purpose. I think Hit Record is more in line with my long term goals for my writing, and the prompts are much more interesting than this. So, we'll see.
365 Days of Writing Prompts #31

Remember yesterday, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind?

Full disclosure: I did not have time to write yesterday. I woke up at 6am, hit the road at 7am, spent the day in Brooklyn shopping and eating with my Vegan Lady Gang, got home around 11pm, and fell right to sleep.

That being said, I LOVE this prompt and am so relieved that now I can save the rest of my vintage lamps, all of my Pyrex, gifts from students from years ago, my Doc Martens, my laptop (which is owned by the school I work for, I'm sure they'd be thrilled if I save it, my grandmother's artwork, my great-grandfather's artwork, my phone (duh), my tempurpedic mattress, my week-at-a-glance paper & pencil calendar....

Hell, I'd save everything. Because here's the thing, I'm pretty minimalist. The things I own are things I really do love. It took me a long time to pare it all down and I really enjoy everything I still own.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #30

Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?

1. Mementos Box. This is where I keep old photo albums (pre-internet life!), letters, journals, my grandmother's recipes all in her handwriting. All in one convenient box because I've thought about this question.

2. External Hard Drive with all my everything backed up on it. I'm backing it up again right now while I'm thinking about this. It's a good practice to do this often.

3. Vintage Dress Collection. I can't decide on one dress, so I'm copping out and saving all of them. I have worked so hard to build this collection and getting them altered and I take such good care of them and they've been preserved for so many years--most of them are older than me--the thought of them coming to a fiery fate is too horrible for me to consider.

4. Vintage Cork Lamp. Not just because it's vintage, but because it was my grandmother's. And because I've had it literally my entire life.

5. Tom Robbins Collection. Every book he's ever written. Especially my signed copy of Still Life with Woodpecker. I waited too many years to meet him and get that book signed. It's so important to me.

This one has me curious. What would you save? Share in the comments. :)

Friday, January 29, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #29

Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.

I have just one window in my cute little studio, it's a huge window, my whole wall to the outside is basically a big tall window + sliding glass door.

The first thing I see is my balcony. I love my balcony, I love outdoor living space. It's not a typical balcony with a wrought iron fence like you normally see. Instead, it's a big brick wall with a really cool big archway. It's one of the things I love most about this building (I love everything about this building: it was built in 1895 and it was a bible factory!).

When I moved from a much bigger apartment with a much bigger balcony on the 3rd floor to my cute little studio on the 4th, one of the first things I fell in love with was my cute little balcony. My two Adirondack chairs (which are filthy after having been covered in snow) fit so much better and look so much cuter on this balcony. The balcony is also decorated with Tibetan prayer flags, a wooden OM wall hanging that I bought at a yoga studio where I taught years ago, and a really cool candle holder known as a "circle of friends" that I got to keep in my divorce. (I accidentally knocked it off a table once in my condo on South Beach and it broke into a lot of pieces--I glued it back together.)

As I admire my balcony now that all the snow has melted, I'm also acutely aware of the fact that it is desperately in need of a paint job. They need to scrape the floor and ceiling, as well as the ledge, and repaint it. Maybe I'll request that in the spring.

Beyond the balcony, I can't see a lot because I'm certainly not going outside right now, but I can see the roofs of a couple buildings, the traffic on Broad Street, and the Suzanne Roberts Theatre. But in my mind, I'm thinking about how it's so easy to see the Mummers (from up in my balcony is always preferable to near them) and the Broad Street Run.

And that's what I saw.

Thursday, January 28, 2016

365 Days of Writing Prompts #28

A place from your past or childhood, one that you're fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

So I'm only less than a month into these prompts, and already they're annoying me more often than they should. I can't even think of a place!

10 hours later...

And here I am, another day that it's the end of the day and I'm just now getting to this. This is a struggle, which clearly means I should keep doing it. I was thinking maybe just fuck it all, and freewrite instead, but I wonder if that will start being a struggle for me too. And I wonder why I'm so resistant to some of these prompts.

The first things I thought of were my grandparents' homes as places I was fond of from my childhood. But my Grandmom Texas's (yes, that's what I called her, Grandmom Texas) house in Dallas was already torn down, when I lived in Dallas, in fact. And my Grandmom Rosie and Pop's building in Chestnut Hill still seems to be standing, though it also seems to have been completely redone...which is obviously a good thing, since the last time they lived there was more than 25 years ago.

I'm not sure about writing a memorial to these places, but the thoughts of them make me nostalgic for my childhood, when everything was so much simpler. I may have still had depression and anxiety, because I forever and always have depression and anxiety, but everything seems so much simpler then as I look back. Is it because I was a child that it seemed simpler, or were the times before the technological revolution really just that much simpler?

I just don't know.