Sunday Scribble 12.8.24

Hello, Scribblers! Welcome to another Sunday!

Confession: I’m scheduling these posts ahead of time so it’s still only November in my timeline…so it’s hard to provide relevant commentary. I can’t even give you a weather report because I don’t know what it’s going to be like and who can trust the forecast anyway? Certainly not the long-range one. (It’s a bit of a running joke within my writing group that I always start our weekly email with a weather report. I’m British-born and living in Canada, which means a double-dose of preoccupation with the weather.☀️🌧️❄️💨. No apologies.)

Right - let’s just get on with it, shall we?

A reminder of the invitation, then:

Even if you don’t normally identify as a writer, I invite you to have a noodle in a notebook or on a scrap of paper…just to see what might happen.

Write by hand, if you’re able.

Give yourself a time limit.

No edits.

No second thoughts.

Let your pen take a walk across the page.

Ready?

Let’s begin.

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I’ve got a Story Starter for you today, in the way of a bit of dialogue. The thing I love about dialogue is that because it can be interpreted in so many different ways, depending on our individual slants and preferences, it can produce completely contrary results. That feels very expansive to me and speaks to the universality of ideas, where we can be connected, even amid our differences.🤔

Anyway.

Here you go:

“We can’t go right now, it’s a blizzard. The road will be closed.”

“Who said anything about ‘we’? And besides, the road doesn't lead there anyway.”

Sit with it for a moment…let the thoughts and ideas bubble to the surface.

Feel free to edit the dialogue, change it to fit your season/crisis…or disregard it altogether and write something completely different.

Have fun and always feel free to share what you come up with!

until next time,

~m. xo