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There are, of course, times when it is necessary to directly "tell" something. But for today, let's practice some showing language. Prompt: Think like Chehkov: “Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” Write a sentence telling something. Go ahead, write it. Now rewrite that sentence and instead show the same meaning to the writer in a way that touches their senses and allows their mind to create what you want to share. Recommended time: 3-5 minutes. Feel free to share your writing exercise; I'll comment mine as well. Let's keep writing together. This prompt is inspired by a prompt given by Jessica Kluthe.
A little late, but finally getting around to this! Even though I posted the prompt I've been loathe to write; time to get back to it. When the day ended, it ended not in stillness, but in an explosion of colors. The reds, yellows and oranges blended and twirled above the horizon, dancing around around the sun as it dipped lower, lower, gone. Even after the sun left, some reds remained ablaze--showing their vibrancy until the night fell into place, mixing dark into the bright. Eventually, only dark remains. The sun has set, and night has begun. Here, our story begins. @onesmile @moya23 @goyo I've added this prompt as well, if you'd like to give it a try!
yeah,i've just posted mine :D
@greggr This one's hard!! I'll give it a try, though. Here goes~ The bowl is sitting on the table, hardly touched. It's stillness radiating off the spoon, the soup, the bowl. The smell, too hangs stale in the air. Though it was just served, this dinner has been tainted. "I'm leaving," she says, and the dinner stays untouched.
@greggr These prompts are pretty fun to remind me to keep writing lol! Are you planning to put them into a collection? So we can keep track of them XD My attempt (let me know if you can guess what I'm describing): Each small tap, that turns into a vibration, that turns into a motion causes us to grab hands, switch positions, and adjust to the wave that will surely come in. We, too, are often called waves, but the waves are not of our doing: they are the vibrations that push us to leap out of place before grabbing back on to one another, and falling into place. We condense; we expand. We slide along the edge and hang lower, lower, lower until we finally release from each other and drop. If we land close enough together, we'll pull close once again. (I'm not sure this is really as descriptive as you'd intended....I feel like I wrote a riddle instead.)
@moya23 hahaha I was really stuck too!! Did you see @greggr posted another prompt? That one's easier I think ^^
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