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meridian_rose) wrote2019-05-28 10:08 am
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Writing Round up
This month's theme was double drabbles (200 words). 4 pieces posted to my original fic/writeblr blogs.
Double Drabble: The Journey
A five minute walk to the bus stop where she waits seven minutes. An hour’s ride to the station where there’s a slight delay to her first train.
That train takes her out of the city but not all the way. She changes trains in Devon, the rail journey taking over six hours before she arrives at Hayle.
She’s travelling alone out of necessity, and she’s anxious every minute but she needs this, this place, this restorative experience.
She shoulders her backpack and begins to walk the rest of the way, following the South West Coast Path. It’s one more mile to the beach; after the distance she’s come that’s nothing and yet she cannot wait to reach the shore.
Her heart lifts as she sees the waves glistening in the sun, hears the seagulls cry as they soar across the blue sky. She smells the seaweed and her steps become lighter as she heads for the water.
She drops her backpack into the soft sand, pulls off her shoes and socks.
One step, two step, sea!
She gives a deep sigh as the saltwater washes over her bare feet. She feels at peace for the first time in forever.
Gratitude
A double drabble (200 words) on the theme of giving thanks.
To attract more good into your life, first give gratitude for what you have. She's taken this to heart and spends a few minutes each night and each morning giving thanks.
Today she stands in the garden, giving thanks for that private green space. She's thankful for her hot coffee. The mug clasped in her hands was a birthday gift from her friend and she's thankful for friendship.
She's thankful for the warm sun on her face. Thankful that it will dry her laundry, and thankful for her favourite t-shirt which is blowing in the breeze.
A blackbird hops across the lawn, pecking at the scattered birdseed, and she gives thanks for the wildlife that visits her each day. She always enjoys watching the birds, butterflies, and bees.
Soon she'll go indoors and check her phone, and she's thankful for how easily she can keep in touch with family and friends. Then reply to any work emails – and she's thankful for her job. Later she'll get milk from the local store and she's grateful for having the money to buy what she needs.
She finishes her drink, gives one more heartfelt thank you for all her blessings, and goes inside.
Double Drabble: A Historical Tale Metafiction
A fourth wall breaking tale of history vs historical fiction
The admiral strode onto the deck where the men were fighting with swords and fists, and smoke from the earlier cannon fire and muskets still filled the air.
"We meet again at last," said the protagonist. He'd been waiting sixteen chapters for this showdown.
The admiral smirked and drew his weapon, cold steel to match his cold demeanour. "Indeed."
They exchanged blows. The admiral had, canonically and historically, been trained in sword fighting since he was nine years old. The protagonist had only spent chapter nine learning these moves but as the POV character had plot on his side and this battle was the pinnacle of his story arc, his quest for justice or at least revenge.
The tide turned, at least on board the vessel, if not the choppy waves below. The protagonist's men were winning. The sun appeared from behind the clouds, symbolic of his impending victory.
The protagonist disarmed the weary admiral, held his blade against the man's throat, a reversal of their first meeting.
"You can't kill me," the admiral gloated. "History doesn't lie! I die years from here, in a duel."
The protagonist laughed. "This isn't a documentary," he said, and slit the man's throat.
Poem: Equal and Opposite
A double drabble (200 words)/prose poem
I worship the sun, bask in the life giving rays
the light brings growth, and also casts welcome shade
Reborn at the winter solstice, bringing new hope
Peaking at the summer solstice in full glory
The seasons turn, spring to summer, autumn to winter
Endless and enduring
The sun is fire and solar winds, creative and inspired
The nineteenth tarot card, sign of good fortune
Ruler of the day, rising in the east and setting the west
Helios, Apollo, Lugh, Amaterasu
I worship the moon, bathe in the life affirming rays
there is beauty in darkness, and light in the dark
Reborn at the dark moon each month, unseen but present
Peaking at the full moon, in all her glory
The month turns, waxing to full, waning to dark moon
Endless and enduring
The moon is of earth and brings the tides, reflective and empathic
The eighteenth tarot card, illusion and hidden truths
Ruler of the night, rising in the east and setting in the west
Artemis, Cerridwen, Hecate, Thoth
I acknowledge the turning of the day, the month, the year
There is a time for action and for rest
A place for opposites and the middle ground between them
Notes and selected sources
There are many deities associated with the sun and moon, some more accepted than others, for example some see Lugh as a storm god rather than a sun god.
https://www.thoughtco.com/sun-gods-and-sun-goddesses-121167
https://www.learnreligions.com/lunar-deities-2562404
The moon rises in the east but "however, depending on the phase of the Moon and the time of the year, the rising might actually occur in the east-northeast or east-southeast, and the setting might take place in the west-northwest or west-southwest." https://www.farmersalmanac.com/does-the-moon-rise-in-the-east-2782
Tarot cards
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Moon_(Tarot_card)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sun_(Tarot_card)
Double Drabble: The Journey
A five minute walk to the bus stop where she waits seven minutes. An hour’s ride to the station where there’s a slight delay to her first train.
That train takes her out of the city but not all the way. She changes trains in Devon, the rail journey taking over six hours before she arrives at Hayle.
She’s travelling alone out of necessity, and she’s anxious every minute but she needs this, this place, this restorative experience.
She shoulders her backpack and begins to walk the rest of the way, following the South West Coast Path. It’s one more mile to the beach; after the distance she’s come that’s nothing and yet she cannot wait to reach the shore.
Her heart lifts as she sees the waves glistening in the sun, hears the seagulls cry as they soar across the blue sky. She smells the seaweed and her steps become lighter as she heads for the water.
She drops her backpack into the soft sand, pulls off her shoes and socks.
One step, two step, sea!
She gives a deep sigh as the saltwater washes over her bare feet. She feels at peace for the first time in forever.
Gratitude
A double drabble (200 words) on the theme of giving thanks.
To attract more good into your life, first give gratitude for what you have. She's taken this to heart and spends a few minutes each night and each morning giving thanks.
Today she stands in the garden, giving thanks for that private green space. She's thankful for her hot coffee. The mug clasped in her hands was a birthday gift from her friend and she's thankful for friendship.
She's thankful for the warm sun on her face. Thankful that it will dry her laundry, and thankful for her favourite t-shirt which is blowing in the breeze.
A blackbird hops across the lawn, pecking at the scattered birdseed, and she gives thanks for the wildlife that visits her each day. She always enjoys watching the birds, butterflies, and bees.
Soon she'll go indoors and check her phone, and she's thankful for how easily she can keep in touch with family and friends. Then reply to any work emails – and she's thankful for her job. Later she'll get milk from the local store and she's grateful for having the money to buy what she needs.
She finishes her drink, gives one more heartfelt thank you for all her blessings, and goes inside.
Double Drabble: A Historical Tale Metafiction
A fourth wall breaking tale of history vs historical fiction
The admiral strode onto the deck where the men were fighting with swords and fists, and smoke from the earlier cannon fire and muskets still filled the air.
"We meet again at last," said the protagonist. He'd been waiting sixteen chapters for this showdown.
The admiral smirked and drew his weapon, cold steel to match his cold demeanour. "Indeed."
They exchanged blows. The admiral had, canonically and historically, been trained in sword fighting since he was nine years old. The protagonist had only spent chapter nine learning these moves but as the POV character had plot on his side and this battle was the pinnacle of his story arc, his quest for justice or at least revenge.
The tide turned, at least on board the vessel, if not the choppy waves below. The protagonist's men were winning. The sun appeared from behind the clouds, symbolic of his impending victory.
The protagonist disarmed the weary admiral, held his blade against the man's throat, a reversal of their first meeting.
"You can't kill me," the admiral gloated. "History doesn't lie! I die years from here, in a duel."
The protagonist laughed. "This isn't a documentary," he said, and slit the man's throat.
Poem: Equal and Opposite
A double drabble (200 words)/prose poem
I worship the sun, bask in the life giving rays
the light brings growth, and also casts welcome shade
Reborn at the winter solstice, bringing new hope
Peaking at the summer solstice in full glory
The seasons turn, spring to summer, autumn to winter
Endless and enduring
The sun is fire and solar winds, creative and inspired
The nineteenth tarot card, sign of good fortune
Ruler of the day, rising in the east and setting the west
Helios, Apollo, Lugh, Amaterasu
I worship the moon, bathe in the life affirming rays
there is beauty in darkness, and light in the dark
Reborn at the dark moon each month, unseen but present
Peaking at the full moon, in all her glory
The month turns, waxing to full, waning to dark moon
Endless and enduring
The moon is of earth and brings the tides, reflective and empathic
The eighteenth tarot card, illusion and hidden truths
Ruler of the night, rising in the east and setting in the west
Artemis, Cerridwen, Hecate, Thoth
I acknowledge the turning of the day, the month, the year
There is a time for action and for rest
A place for opposites and the middle ground between them
Notes and selected sources
There are many deities associated with the sun and moon, some more accepted than others, for example some see Lugh as a storm god rather than a sun god.
https://www.thoughtco.com/sun-gods-and-sun-goddesses-121167
https://www.learnreligions.com/lunar-deities-2562404
The moon rises in the east but "however, depending on the phase of the Moon and the time of the year, the rising might actually occur in the east-northeast or east-southeast, and the setting might take place in the west-northwest or west-southwest." https://www.farmersalmanac.com/does-the-moon-rise-in-the-east-2782
Tarot cards
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Moon_(Tarot_card)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sun_(Tarot_card)