by Lenda Blackmon
As a little girl, like most I’m sure, I wanted to be a ballerina. We didn’t have money for dance lessons, but that didn’t stop me from locking myself in my room with my record player and some old records and dancing to my heart's content. Of course I never let anyone see me, but I could see the sold out crowd before me.
Years later as I put that dream away to become a writer, I did what is called a timed writing. In a timed writing you choose a subject like dancing, and write as fast as you can about that subject for a limited amount of time; say five minutes. This starts the creativity flowing, and sometimes a story or poem will emerge. For me it was the following poem.
Curtains open wide.
Spotlight on me.
One twirl, then two.
A leap through the air,
And I’m through.
Until next time,
When I can be alone
With my music
And an audience that’s not there.
But they’ll give me a standing ovation, bravo, bravo, they’ll cry, next time.
I think I’ll go try another one now, how about you? Write on the subject of love for five minutes, GO!
See, I told you she was talented. I hope you enjoyed meeting her and if you have a minute, or five, try the exercise. Until next time ~