No matter what you've heard, not every picture is worth a thousand words. Just cruise through Flickr if you don't believe me. Among the many thousands that are worth many thousands of words, there are all too many that simply are not.
Many of my stories were inspired by a photo. The main character in my next book was inspired by a photo I saw at my wife's grandfather's funeral. He was in training during WWII and rolled a tank. The photo was of this young (and by all accounts quite wild) guy standing atop the belly of this upside down tank, grinning like a hunter who'd just killed the biggest bear in the land with a toothbrush.
Some photos beg the imagination to run wild.
One of the things I do if I get stuck is go looking for a photograph to tell a story about. Beyond describing the photo, these tales can be the story of someone else finding it in an unexpected place, or a story of the people just outside of frame. Sometimes it's just a setting, but a photo can anchor a thousand daydreams.
Today I invite you to join me in a writing exercise to shake off the Midwinter Monday doldrums. Take a photo, any photo that fires your imagination, and tell a story about it. It can be your photo or you can use the one below. If you want to insert an element of gambling to exercise, >>click here<< and choose one of the random Flikr photos that appears. Your story has no limits except that it must in some way deal with or spring from the photograph -- it can range from a one-liner to a thousand words or more if the mood strikes you.
I'll post my story here on Wednesday and I encourage you to post yours somewhere along with the photo that inspired it if you can. See you then!
Showing posts with label Mondays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mondays. Show all posts
Monday, February 28, 2011
Monday, April 13, 2009
Mindwandering Monday
Labels:
Mondays,
Nonesuch,
Rain,
Random Thoughts on...
The week has got to change. It's too static. Too predictable. Monday gets all the baggage of "weekend killer" and all the blame for how long the week feels. We need a system which includes one free-floating day off.
We shall call it... Nonesuch Day.
Nonsuch Day will float through the week at a predictable rate. Each week, one weekday will be supplanted by Nonsuch Day and each month, everyone shall be given the option of taking Saturday or Nonesuch day off. Of course, when Nonsuch Day falls on a date that is also a prime number (2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31) it's an automatic day off and all will celebrate the wonder of Nonesuch day.
Nonesuch day will be a day of thankfulness and wonderment, of feasting and merriment, a constant surprise and element of random bliss that will banish the midweek blues. I think we need a free-floating day of frivolity that will supplant the need for a seventh weekday. It seems only fair that the rest of the week share the wrath of the working world and students for returning them to the drudgery of their workaday lives.
Sorry, the clouds over Puget Sound have been on a bigtime crying jag of late and all that extra gloom and water does things to my mind sometimes. (sigh)
Anyway... Who's with me?!
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