Category Archives: fiction

West Coast: Writers Wanted

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I was asked in writers’ workshop today, led by Harryiet Mullen, to fill out a writer’s inventory. One of the questions was

How do you participate and contribute to your community as a writer?

Did you know, it’s ginormous! The writing communities available if you’re living on the west coast. And they are all going on now or soon(it). A comprehensive list here.

Make Writing a Habit

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Make writing a daily habit. Check out our second the last week of our graduating capstone. This week: Add character, setting, and conflicts and watch Mike magically weave a story. It will be a-MAZE-ing!(Plus it’ll be fun to see how Mike handles those unexpected curve balls. I love him!). Go MIKE!

Looking for Stimuli? No Writer’s Block Here!

abstractIt’s week four for our graduating capstone. 

July 13 – 19: Sit a Moment and Write!

From July 13 through 19, this post includes writing stimuli and optional writing prompts.  It’s designed for writers to complete within minutes.  There are photographs and video.  Choose a stimulus and play the video, or engage a photo for one minute (click on photo to enlarge).  The intent is to engage your creative mind.

Each stimulus is followed by four incomplete sentence beginnings and endings.  You writing does not have to pertain to your chosen stimulus but some prompts do include a possible connection. Write for at least one minute but no more than five.  Either free write to your liking, or embrace constraint by using the beginning and ending prompts.   In constraint, combine any beginning with any ending.  These can be a single sentence or multiple paragraphs.  Feel free to massage and combine prompts  to the liking of your radical self!

My neighbors are speaking in Korean, and Cantonese, and Hindi, and English and motorcycle, and honking cabs, as Lexington Avenue sidewalks sigh under the pining humidity. And then there was the salt shaker.

From Stimuli 1…great tool to stretch your creative writing skills.

Want to write that 3-part Novel/Movie deal dream?

sentencesIt starts here. It’s Week #3 of our graduating capstone project. Quick writing experiments that helped me pay closer attention to crafting my sentences with intentions.

Plenum. Enter here. Disappear. 

 

 

 

Vertical Interrogations (and my graduating capstone) part I

Watercolor, salt, glue

Watercolor, salt, glue

These questions. Questions in line with Bhanu Kapil’s method of asking people about their lives which really, really crossed borders. Please click on the link to answer the vertical interrogations. You will be amazed by your creativity, humor, and tenderness. [click on the reply number in the gray circle to add your response]. Have fun. Write something today.

https://heronsandplenum.wordpress.com/2014/10/25/laura/

Few Things Keep Me Tethered

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One is my MFA. Presently struggling to keep up with thesis production and the class’ creative writing project. Here’s my pushing up against something with weight / reflecting my breathing in and out / without

If you’re looking for generative prompts and writing tips to twist open the spigot for your summer writing projects and/or ambitions, please check out https://heronsandplenum.wordpress.com/

Plenum captures the spirit, energy, and creative urgency flowing through a diverse community of writers–the OSU-Cascades MFA Class of 2015. For seven days of seven weeks, the Plenum Capstone invites the World to join us in creating and experiencing the art of the written word through an innovative e-publishing exploration of the writing and the creative process. The project’s ephemeral nature distinguishes it from the aspirations of growth and longevity associated with more traditional digital media. The Plenum Capstone also echoes the broader MFA experience–brief, intense, and transient, yet providing experiences we will carry through the rest of our lives.

Containers of Misfortune

We used to resemble people, until we decided we were safer inside, where the air was always 73 degrees, and we never worried about money, only space. Purchases appeared on our desks whenever we woke up. For a time, the most popular commodity was Stuffed Trees©. Every time the store sold a billion Stuffed Trees© that oldies song, “Sinca-sigh-yo” would shoot out of the screen–didn’t matter if you were shopping at that store, didn’t matter what hour schedule you were syncopated for. After a while, someone bypassed their system and installed a complaint counter at the store. People began complaining just to see the numbers catch up with the sales.

The song stopped, and the trees continued to arrive in tinted browns and concrete whites; some no bigger than my nose. They didn’t really say or do anything. I’m guessing that’s what trees were like. In a blink of two, for some, maybe three generations, we lost our legs, but we were still happy. I read that the modern containments came with InstaVoice©. Soon some of us lost our index fingers, too. Of course, our arms went shortly thereafter. But those trees–what a mechanical genius!