Can you write ‘on the hop’?

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Do you need complete space, peace and quiet when you write?  Or can you write ‘on the hop’?

Me?  I find I do a bit of both.  I manage to have bite-size bits of conversations (usually with others but sometimes with myself!) while I’m jotting my notes and, so long as I edit, it seems to work okay.  This is probably because the foundations are there in the first place.

It’s the same when I’m brainstorming and an idea naturally develops into something bigger.  You know, like when you write a whole piece in one sitting and you hadn’t intended to?

I find that I can still multi-task.  In actual fact, I much prefer to multi-task because I find it helps the creative process.  It seems to spur me on, helps me to mull things over and gets me to the finished piece.

So, to go back to the question at the beginning, how about you? Do you need complete space, peace and quiet when you write?  Or can you write on the hop?

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“Miraculous” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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So here’s the thing.  I needed inspiration for my ‘fantastic friday fiction’ offering.  

And here it is:

It was, quite simply, miraculous!  They had counted down to this moment from the second they had dared to announce to the world their happy news.

As every new parent does, both had held their breath while the Sonographer moved the dopplar over Louise’s tummy, which was yet to visibly swell.  Still staring at the screen in total awe of the slightly blurred image that had appeared, the Sonographer’s words were rather distant, echoey even.

Frank was suddenly aware of Louise squeezing his hand so much that the circulation would surely be cut off.  “So this is how it’ll feel during labour!” he mused to himself…

“Frank can you believe it?!” came Louise’s voice shrilling through his thoughts.

“Frankie, we’re having twins!!” came Louise’s ecstatic voice again.

“We’ll have it in stereo…” were Frank’s first thoughts.

~

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Different Destinations ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

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Different Destinations 

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Everyone’s thinking something different

Everyone’s got a tale to tell

A stop-off to meet a friend

A break from shopping

A chance to get out of your 4 walls

A common ground where people go

To take a breather

To take 5

To have some headspace

To have some company; ‘talking’ or ‘anonymous’

Welcome to the cafe…

~

By Carol Cameleon for #WonderfulWorldofWriting

Sometimes you just need to take a little time out your day to people-watch…

 

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“Excited but scared” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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So here’s the thing.  I needed inspiration for my ‘fantastic friday fiction’ offering.  

And here it is:

It was nearing the end of the all important 1st stage.  They were beyond excited to be able to talk about it very soon.  Excited but nervous.  Excited but scared.  Mainly excited though.

They felt it was something they had to do together.  It wasn’t right that some should find out before others, they thought.

Was it silly that they considered this to be one of the most important decisions of their lives?  Well, one way or another, they had waited long enough for this moment.

So, the obvious way to announce it ‘officially’ was to both press ‘enter’ together and post up a pink and blue bib on their facebook statuses.  Then their social media statuses would post the symbol for everyone to see.  After too many miscarriages that were not public knowledge, the couple had announced their delightful news!

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Inspired by the quote “Every status has its symbol.” ~ Advertising slogan.

Because social media statuses seem to be where it’s at…

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The Bonfire Night Party Alibi

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The haze of bonfire night smoke lingered long after the final sparkler had died out and gone cold on the ground.  The smell of the smoke lingered longer.  Anyone wanting an alibi that night could comfortably say they had been to the bonfire party. All they had to do was show their face and claim they had been there all night.  No one would be any the wiser amid the crowd of faces milling about.
Or would they?
The murderer was something of a rookie.  They had wanted a quick death; the less blood and gore the better.  Even better if there were no blood-curdling screams.  Although the fireworks would drown that out, they would have to time it well.  In light of that, a ‘clean’ method had been chosen.   The glass of mulled wine that had been laced with poison had been thoroughly enj

oyed by the clueless victim.  And it hadn’t taken long to work either.  Our murderer hadn’t reckoned on it being sofast-working.

Now all that remained was for the murderer to dispose of the victim on the burning bonfire.  The embers would be glowing long into the night and the following day.
But would the smoke screen last that long?

 

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Prisoners ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

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Prisoners 

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How often I’ve spent time with you

Is really quite shocking;

How often you’ve kept me company

Is really quite reassuring

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When I’ve needed answers

You’ve always been there;

When I’ve needed a friend

You’ve always been here

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But not everyone trusts you,

It’s a sad fact but it’s true;

But what about me?

I admit at times I haven’t, too

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Yet here I am with you

Right here, right now;

Yet again I am sucked in

You have a knack, somehow

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You are the one that’s entangled

Many lives in their wake;

You are the World Wide Web,

Oh, how many prisoners you take!…

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By Carol Cameleon for #WonderfulWorldofWriting

A little poem inspired by writer’s block!

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“It’s not always about the brains” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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It’s not always about the brains

Take a look at the smooth surface of the cabbage,

Compared to the nobbly brain ‘nodes’ of the cauli;

As the latter graduates from college,

They should, in theory, get more ‘lolly’.

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But this isn’t always the case,

Oh no ’tis not so,

For the cabbage may have their wit

And more ‘get up and go’.

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It’s not always about the brains

But how you think things through,

We’re all different after all,

There’s one ‘me’, there’s one ‘you’…

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Inspired by the quote “Cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.” ~ Mark Twain, 1835-1910, American author and humorist

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In the back seat of the car ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

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In the back seat of the car…

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In the back seat of the car

I am lost in my own thoughts;

How I expected you to be,

I am not entirely sure.

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After a long and bumpy fall

You’re bound to be out of sorts,

I try not to be down

But upbeat in my thoughts.

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You’re still here and that’s what matters,

You’re battered, bruised and broken,

Your recovery depends a lot

On positive words to be spoken…

~

By Carol Cameleon for #WonderfulWorldofWriting

Prose for Thought

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Our problems are like raindrops ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

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Our problems are like raindrops

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Our problems are like raindrops,

Sometimes coming from nowhere,

Soaking through your clothes to your skin,

Sending you into despair…

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But think on this a while

As the rain trickles down your nose,

Collecting more and more water,

From your fingers to your toes…

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You may feel saturated with

Problems from time to time,

Like you’ll never dry out; why can’t problems

Be hung out on the line?..

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Now, write each problem on some paper,

Then hang it up for air,

The problem drips dry, evaporates,

A solution may be there…

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Make every day a  ‘washing day’

To cleanse your heart and soul,

The deluge of problems makes a puddles,

Make dispersing it your goal…

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By Carol Cameleon for #WonderfulWorldofWriting

Prose for Thought

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“The Wrong Trousers” ~ My First Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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The wrong trousers

There was a young man with a thought so appealin’

Who wanted to fight for truth and for freedom,

His trousers best, better than all the rest,

But he went starkers decidin’ he didn’t need ’em…

‘inspired’ by the quote “You should never have your best trousers on when you go out and fight for freedom and truth.” – Henrik Ibsen, 1828-1906, Norwegian playwright

Next week I will fair better, I absolutely promise…

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