I am thinking of Lot's wife
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Another thing. I have not set this blog as public because I don't want unwanted traffic to disturb us here. Once the blog is public on the internet anybody can happen into it and although that could be fun, (I just misstyped "funk") I think it will distract us and besides, some of you may not even be comfortable with the idea of having strangers read your freewrites here. Any thoughts on this? Unless I hear otherwise, for now, we're underground. ;)
Well then, I'm excited. So let's get writing.
I thought I'd start by telling you about my recent fear of snakes. The reason for that has prompted from finding way too many snakes around campus lately. Mostly dead but a few of the live ones luckily ran away from me. Just this week: almost stepped on snake skin, not big at all but it had those diamond designs on it that gave me a little chill; earlier last week, a thin transluscent green one, about five feet long, rushed in front of me from one side of the street to the other; today a black one mistaken for tar, I kept walking, and then realized it probably wasn't tar, so I turned my head and found the long one, recently dead, staring right back. Last night walking home through the unlit stairs of the church something whistled. Another step down and something whistled again. But it was dark. I didn't see anything. I'll never know what it was. And then all night I dreamt of snakes, all of them by the name of Sophia, all originating by the same mother of the same name, Sophia. I don't even know anyone by that name.
You know what? I'm having a hard time to think my way around this Creative Writing class. Perhaps this Sophia I dreamt about is this class itself. It is undefinable, undescribable, sneaks up on me, huge and staring me from behind. What scares is that I know it's there and I know it could kill, (I think it is pretty deadly for all, teacher and students included, when a class does not make everyone at ease and excited about its subject) but I also know it could just really turn out to be fantastic in its own obscurity, so I'm turning my head as usual, for better or for worse.
What about you? What's scaring you lately? Do you dare turn around and stare it in the face? Do you think by doing that you'll hypnotise it and it'll change shape, turn into something really docile like say, a sheep? Or will it turn into a pillar of salt?! Imagine Lot's wife's story with a twist.... I'll stop here so you may begin. Answer any of my ramble or anything else you can think of.
Ani
Feel free to use the "omniscribbler" account, (password will be e-mailed to you) just please don't forget to sign your name like I do in this post. Otherwise, if you can figure out how to enter here with your own username, by all means, please use that.
Another thing. I have not set this blog as public because I don't want unwanted traffic to disturb us here. Once the blog is public on the internet anybody can happen into it and although that could be fun, (I just misstyped "funk") I think it will distract us and besides, some of you may not even be comfortable with the idea of having strangers read your freewrites here. Any thoughts on this? Unless I hear otherwise, for now, we're underground. ;)
Well then, I'm excited. So let's get writing.
I thought I'd start by telling you about my recent fear of snakes. The reason for that has prompted from finding way too many snakes around campus lately. Mostly dead but a few of the live ones luckily ran away from me. Just this week: almost stepped on snake skin, not big at all but it had those diamond designs on it that gave me a little chill; earlier last week, a thin transluscent green one, about five feet long, rushed in front of me from one side of the street to the other; today a black one mistaken for tar, I kept walking, and then realized it probably wasn't tar, so I turned my head and found the long one, recently dead, staring right back. Last night walking home through the unlit stairs of the church something whistled. Another step down and something whistled again. But it was dark. I didn't see anything. I'll never know what it was. And then all night I dreamt of snakes, all of them by the name of Sophia, all originating by the same mother of the same name, Sophia. I don't even know anyone by that name.
You know what? I'm having a hard time to think my way around this Creative Writing class. Perhaps this Sophia I dreamt about is this class itself. It is undefinable, undescribable, sneaks up on me, huge and staring me from behind. What scares is that I know it's there and I know it could kill, (I think it is pretty deadly for all, teacher and students included, when a class does not make everyone at ease and excited about its subject) but I also know it could just really turn out to be fantastic in its own obscurity, so I'm turning my head as usual, for better or for worse.
What about you? What's scaring you lately? Do you dare turn around and stare it in the face? Do you think by doing that you'll hypnotise it and it'll change shape, turn into something really docile like say, a sheep? Or will it turn into a pillar of salt?! Imagine Lot's wife's story with a twist.... I'll stop here so you may begin. Answer any of my ramble or anything else you can think of.
Ani
posted by Lorena at 2:13 PM
9 Comments:
I've been having really weird dreams lately, and that's scary. Just this morning, I murdered a college staff and mutilated the corpse. And later I got stung by a bee, which i'm allergic to.
-Daron-
Hmmm.....I'm just scared that i am growing wider and wider by the minute because of all the chocolates that are stuffed in the fridge! Hehehe....not that i don't like them....i do LOVE them...the thought of having tooo much in a day is scary. I'm already imaginating myself being somewhat obes.....a very drastic change =Þ
-Fiona-
The semester scares me. This new school term. I'm not hating it. I'm not bored of it either. It just scares me thinking of the possibilities lying out there.
-Lorena-
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What's scaring me lately? Falling of a stool, yes, i mean literally a STOOL (don't ask how and why)! Surely you guys know how tall (or short) a stool is right? Just last week, I fell from a stool and hurt my coccyx...it still hurts whenever I sit down. After that incident, sitting on the stool scares me and now I'm being exxxxtra careful whenever I need to iron my clothes.
Hurting my coccyx was really a painful experience but despite of the pain I felt, I actually could still laugh at my stupidity!
oh who is this fallen angel? identify thyself, i beg thee!
daron, sounds like in your dreams you're omnipowerful.
fiona, i share a similar fear for very similar reasons. my weakness is lindt chocolate. dark, bitter ones.
lorena, possibilophobia? i made it up but it is kind of frightening when you don't hate or love something. you're feeling neutral? you will just have to shift the gear to D - Drive. you'll know when.
i'm glad to see y'all post. keep it up now. look out for a new writing prompt tomorrow. and feel free to open up a new thread when you want to answer any of my writing questions or your own. also feel free to ramble on people! freeeeeeewrite. for at least 20 minutes. :)
ani
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All the dogs running around Mission College scared me. I was bite by dog when i was five. After that I could never stay close to dogs. No matter it's cute, ugly, small or big. I just scare all of them. hehe....
Maggie
Fallen angel? from a STOOL? hahahahaha!
sorry, I forgot to identify myself. It is I, the person who wrote about reality shows. Hehehehehehehehe......
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