October 30, 2012

• stuff for that thing that ends tomorrow

  #whimsh 45. Write a FLASH FICTION entitled “Sonata”

  She sat at the piano bench, short legs resting on a covered box.  The teacher taught simple songs and gave stickers for songs well played.  His hand gently reminded her of the correct hand position.  She practiced. 

  Covered box no longer needed, reminders no longer required, but still received, she practiced.  Short excerpts from Beethoven added to her repertoire.  Stickers replaced by pats on her shoulder and soft y whispered, “Beautiful” close to her ear.  She stopped practicing, not wanting pats and whispers and touches.  And the piano was no longer a friend.

  Until one day, she silently left her lesson.  Tears unshed.  And she never played another note.

  (32. Write a STORY about rape that never actually mentions rape)  pushing it, I know.

  My favorite sonata bit.  pathetique movement 3 (which again, i can’t play anywhere near that fast)

  55. Write a POEM as a love letter you could never give to someone

  What would you see looking in my eyes?

  The shine of oil paints

  The sparkle of laughter

  The shimmer of unshed tears

  What would you hear in my words?

  The longing

  Do you know how far I would go?

  To know every one of your stories

  To hear your voice

  To feel you in the same space

  Would you want me there?

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