by Robin Byrd
This week, I was experimenting with imagery and symbols to find character and story. I approached it like a dump cake or stew, tossing the random images into the pot and stirring. I did not expect the story that unfolded. I did not expect it to come out in poetry nor did I expect the poems to connect over the days. I simply wrote the images I heard or saw. I did not tame the words or dispel the ghosts.
On my journey to write fiercely, I hope I am making progress. This was an interesting week in writing for me.
Thoughts?
I so loved your posts last week, Robin! Thank you!
Thank you, Jennie. I learn something everytime I write…
Your writings this week were so uninhibited and raw, I had to go back and check and see if I had missed the play/essay/characters that they came from. Very powerful feelings – and I hope you get to put them into voices in a play – fearless!
Thank you, Cynthia. I felt uninhibited and I am not completely sure why. I hadn’t thought of a play, that’s a challenging and interesting road to take.