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Sound of blogging

This post was started on 8/31/12 – 8 days ago- I found out that the challenge does not include the write for five minutes option. I was confused and saddened. Then I slipped into the dark writers abysses of self-doubt and an inability to write. Life took over and it was easy to slip away.

BUT I’M BACK…………..

I have a wonderful daily journal from One Spirit that I love.  Each month has a suggested thought for the month- September said Start Again. Raw talent is nothing without drive and dedication. Sometimes all that keeps us from succeeding is laziness. So dear readers, I start again. The following is the draft I saved. I really like the five minute writing and might do it anyway. I have missed you.

This weeks writing challenge is the sound of blogging. Now as you may remember, you write for five minutes and quit- no rewrite. I know not to compare myself to others but mine seem so short. Do I think slowly or type slowly? Well I am sure about the typing slowly although it has gotten a great deal faster since I started blogging. It occurs to me the sound of blogging is the click of keys. Anyway here is this weeks Friday Five. Why don’t you join in? It is from WordPress Daily Post.

The sound of blogging

Can you hear silence? Can you see the wind? Can you hear the gulls cry when the beach is in your mind? Yes yes yes. The question is the sound of blogging- sometimes it is soft and babbling like the stream just flowing along. At other times it is like a rock rolling down a hill bouncing of rocks and trees and other obstacles. Every once in a while it sound like the wind during a fierce storm ,loud and strong pushing me along. Often I write in the early morning, so most to me it sounds like the early morning birds singing in the new day. Lastly , blogging sounds like a hug.


Friday Five Minute Writing Challenge – Join

I thanks Lisa-Jo Baker for this idea. I lost her for a while but found her again and so can you at  This weeks idea word was JOIN.

My five minutes and a picture of what I made.:

 Join usually means joining a club, hobby or class of some sort. To me it reminded me of taking a stained glass   workshop. To join to pieces of glass, you line the edges of the glass with copper foil and then were melted with a heat gun and melted the copper to join the pieces together. I find it fascinating to see a solid become liquid and flow together. In my youth, I wanted to be a glassblower. Watching the amazing transformations of a bar of glass into delicate animals and all manner of things. I had a delicate merry-go-round for years. Living near Atlantic City before the casinos, the pier had two glassblower stalls that I would sit at for hours and just watch. I had forgotten that dream until now. Thanks Gypsy Mama.

Dance – my 5 min writing challenge

Dancing is and was something I love doing. Perhaps it is the flying in the air feeling. Jazz and tap when I was young was fun. I put thumbtacks in the bottom of my shoes so I could tap in the halls while changing classes until I got caught. They were a danger apparently. Then ballet is where I first learned the airborne feeling of doing jumps and the grace and flow of movement. I did ballet a for 5 years then stopped in high school. In college I found modern and interpretive dance. It opened a whole new area of expression for me. Interpreting and building on the movement of a partner or being part of an ensemble group was so interesting. There was nothing we could not say nor any story we could not tell. Years later I played Titania in Midsummer Nights Dream where Oberon and Titania did a series of dances involving lifts requiring real trust. Someone asked if I had had an affair with my Oberon and my reply was “I did not need to, I had danced with him”.

(Join me in the Five Minute Friday Challenge hosted by Participants write for 5 minutes with no editing, no over thinking, and no backtracking. This week’s prompt is: Dance)    I know it is sunday but I just saw it today.

I often say that in making dances I can make a world where I think things are done morally, done democratically, done honestly. Twyla Tharp