This past weekend was full of trying to keep up with writing assignments for a free online class (there is no grading/credits on this one.) In the (approximate) words of my Critique Circle friend Sassy: if this welcome week is supposed to be fun and relaxed, I'll be dead by the end of the actual… Continue reading From the Weekend
Tag: Humor
A Freebie Friday = Random Writing
Unedited/uncensored writing taken from writing group over a week ago. Rough. Very rough. You have been warned. # He couldn't decided between the white and the black. One shirt screamed "Hipster! Goth! Beatnik!" While the other, also a button-up, said "Formal! Respectable! Promotion!" Henri wished the clothes on the rack would stop talking to him.… Continue reading A Freebie Friday = Random Writing
Free Friday Read (Because I Felt Like It)
(This was written in last week's writing group. We were all given the same opening line and were told to write the rest of the story until time was up. The following came from goodness knows where.) Lace ties unraveled from her hair. Rapunzel had been living a lie. Sure, she was stuck in that… Continue reading Free Friday Read (Because I Felt Like It)
Say Something Funny, Beth
O_O ^ How I felt inside every time a certain relative asked me to "Say something funny, Beth." Apparently, as a child, I was a comedian. NOT. Did you know that it's hard to be funny, I mean LAUGH OUT LOUD funny under pressure when you're ten and only know booger and knock-knock jokes? And puns.… Continue reading Say Something Funny, Beth
The First Hour of My Wednesday (9/2/15)
(Written in writing group today. The prompt was to write, in detail, about the first hour of your day. I had maybe eight minutes to write the following by hand.) 8:00 AM - Eyes open. "Ugh. I am not doing this. Can I sleep longer? Hey, I only got four hours. I think I can… Continue reading The First Hour of My Wednesday (9/2/15)
If You Can’t Think of Anything to Say…
...open a dialogue box and start typing, wot wot! Ready to find out what this blog post is about? ME, TOO! There's the old adage: if you can't think of anything nice to say, don't say anything. Let's twist that a little, shall we? Let's face it, I'm a little twisted anyway. Or maybe reword… Continue reading If You Can’t Think of Anything to Say…
The Wind Was a Torrent of Darkness
That got your attention, didn't it? I like poetry. That dazzle-me line opens Alfred Noyes's poem The Highwayman. And a poet's gotta dazzle. Fiction writers, too. Especially in that blasted-hard first line. Yes, the last chapter of your book sells your next book. The first chapter though...*shudders* I'm not going to write about how to… Continue reading The Wind Was a Torrent of Darkness
Book vs. Movie: Lord of the Rings
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...It's the battle of the ages! In one corner we have thhhhhheeeeee NOVEL! In the other thhhhhhheeeee MOVIE!" CUT TO: men placing bets, popcorn salespeople hawking their popcorn, as they do. "Our first contenders: Book Legolas vs. Movie Legolas. Let the match begin, and things!" *bell dings* Book Legolas notches… Continue reading Book vs. Movie: Lord of the Rings
Throwback Thursday: Poetry’s Darkness and Light
The weird truth about me that may or may not be genetic: I cannot hear meter. I cannot hear stressed syllables. Neither can my dad. Inherited? I don't know, but I do know that all I can write is blank verse (or is it free verse? I'm forever confusing the two.) Here's a stab I… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Poetry’s Darkness and Light
Beth Overmyer 