Another journal writing exercise. Today, it’s a list of things, a la The Pillow Book.
1. I slapped you because I thought you said something you didn’t because I am paranoid I may be going deaf.
2. I had to read your death sentence twice in court because I burped when announcing the verdict.
3. I cried at your funeral even though I hate you because your death saddened people I love.
4. I killed something I love because I didn’t want you to have it.
5. I wished for our son’s death because your wish reanimated his corpse.
6. I had to destroy the world because I stayed up late last night and was touched by God.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Brain Power.”
A man gazes at the night sky and his mind expands. But not in the way he expects.
I read that part of the creative writing process is giving yourself “permission to fail.” That even writing terribly has some value in honing the narrative craft. The idea struck me because permission-to-fail is simply something most people, including professional writers, cannot indulge in. Permission-to-fail is typically followed by permission-to-find-another-job.
Writing Exercise #1: Keep a journal. It always seemed strange to me that people would want to record their internal monologues. It makes real what otherwise only exists between you and god. Stranger still to want to put out into the public sphere one’s internal musings. Today’s assignment: freewriting.