A few thoughts to get you started

3 people meeting for the first time in a Waiting Room.  Ostensibly they have nothing in common - until they realise they all.......

Who strikes up the 1st conversation..focus on the initial sentence?

Remember: The waiting room could be anywhere.. hospital, bus station, Relate Centre, college, social worker or psychiatrist !! - be creative and make up places where 3 people would wait.

added writing: Which one was the Angel?

Describe the land you are living in, in your head.

Today I give you the word....


and add the word Zeitgeist somewhere in the last paragraph

Todays first sentence is.......

"Sometimes you pause, take a step back and review your life - last night was one of those occasions"

He could recall the day the photo was taken....but not the year"

This is your opening line - run with it

David read his obituary in the newspaper over breakfast, after waking up with a stinking hangover.

When his bloodshot eyes cleared and focused, and reality hit home, he took a double take at the date, and realised the paper was dated 14 years in the future.

How did knowing the date of his death and how he would die affect the rest of his life?

Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation
in the reader--not the fact that it is raining, but the
feeling of being rained upon."
--E.L.  Doctorow

Write about Rain......

Silence was his native tongue

A thought to ponder and then free write about...

What time does your inner critic wake up?

Then write at least 10 things you can do to change this.

"Usually, when people get to the end of a chapter, they
close the book and go to sleep.  I deliberately write my
books so when the reader gets to the end of a chapter,
he or she must turn one more page.  When people tell
me I've kept them up all night, I feel like I've succeeded!"
--Sidney Sheldon


I want you to insert this statement at the end of a paragraph of writing, or a poem... you choose - a light vignette or a heavy opus.

"Even marble bleeds"

"Write while the heat is in you.  The writer who postpones the
recording of his thoughts uses an iron that has cooled to burn a
hole with.  He cannot inflame the minds of his audience."

--Henry David Thoreau

Does art imitate life, or does life imitate art?

Life inspires art