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21 January 2004 @ 03:48 pm
Today has come the new-moon of January which signifies the end of our posting period. The next date for posting will be on February, the 13th and as it is my turn to provide the challenge, I offer you this:

write a poem, story or string of thoughts about visiting the sea.
 
 
Current Music: Isobella (Enya)
 
 
15 January 2004 @ 03:53 pm
So today is January the 15th. *drumroll* I herewith declare this month's "show-me-what-you-got" week to be opened. May the mad posting begin ^_^.
 
 
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
 
 
01 January 2004 @ 03:19 pm
My resolve has been lacking this last long month, which was due to many things - the release of RTK not the least :o). But it's a new year, with new chances and good intentions. One of my major intentions is --- to write more. Remember that post about discipline? This year I'm resolved to find it ^_^.
I've put up the continuing dates for posting and the next deadline will ensue on January the 15th. Perhaps we will have something in the shelves by then as I know some of you are in the midst of various creative processes. I wish you all a very good new year with loads of time and muses to support your writing.
 
 
Current Mood: determineddetermined
Current Music: The Anchor Dream (Mychael & Jeff Danna)
 
 
07 December 2003 @ 04:51 pm
I'm too late, right?

Sorry, my brain is short-circuited due to law and exams. Blerg.

So, quick challenge, if it's not too late:

Snow.

Poem, story, drabble, ficlet, whatever you like. Just bring your love, (or resentment) for the white fluff to paper (or rather, the hard-disc).
 
 
Current Mood: rushedrushed
 
 
26 November 2003 @ 09:18 pm
Excerpt of a lovely poem by a romantic, perhaps some of you might know this. Those who don't -- I'm curious. When you read these lines, without knowing the title, who would you think was the addressee, the object of this poem?

IV

If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share

The impulse of thy strength, only less free
Than thou, O Uncontrollable! If even
I were as in my boyhood, and could be

The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven,
As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed
Scarce seemed a vision; I would ne'er have striven

As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.
Oh! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed
One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.


V

Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies

Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,

Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawakened Earth
 
 
Current Mood: peacefulpeaceful
Current Music: Whisper A Prayer To The Moon (Eleanor McEvoy)
 
 
 
25 November 2003 @ 04:10 pm
November week is over, let's look enthusiastically ahead :o). Next date for common posting is December 16th. Which is after the ROTK premiere and will perhaps spark some hobbit (or other Middle-Earthish) muses. eretria - would you please provide us with the December challenge?

hugs to all,
Murron
 
 
18 November 2003 @ 11:53 am
Ladies & gents, the time for posting has come yet again. The challenge was to write a ghost story - maybe we will see something from that corner. When I look out of my window and see the dark, foggy lindentrees I think the current atmosphere will suit the challenge :o). We finish the November submissions on the 23rd. Happy posting.
 
 
02 November 2003 @ 03:46 pm
I have returned from a conference a few minutes ago. The conference was about "Creating Identities." It had lectures about tombs or memorials which were erected in order to, well, create an identity for a special person or group.
With autumn and bad weather finally taking over here and with all those more or less interesting examples of tombstones still fresh in my head I can only think of something darker and "gothic" to write about....

I actually have two ideas for a challenge:

1) write a short piece about loss and rememberance - maybe how a character tries to cope with the loss of a loved one? If this is too dark for you then I have another suggestion:
2) what about a nice ghost story? In autumn I just love to snuggle up with a warm blanket and a cup of tea, reading a ghost story. What about you? ;-)

I hope I can come up with something to post this time, accepting my own challenge...
 
 
Current Mood: tiredtired
 
 
01 November 2003 @ 07:00 pm
Sorry for this belated posting in a row of more. Social life had me in its grip and only now is beginning to let go. I happily announce that the next round for posting is swiftly on its way. Next date is November 17th . My encouragment and friendly appeal goes out to all those fair muses hiding in the fogs and leaves of autumn. In other words: happy writing :o).
enednoviel - if you would be so kind as to give us our next challenge?
 
 
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: Das Ende der Saison (Reinhard Me)
 
 
25 October 2003 @ 11:08 am
Actually I wanted to give you a full-fledged story this time. As it turned out, I'm not finished. Surprise, surprise. There really is something wrong with my sense of discipline. However, since I didn't want to leave my slot of the archive deserted this time, I will at least put in some tiny poetry. It's a Haiku which is actually an answer to baylorsr challenge :o). Now I'm going to read her story - out of a canon which I've been following with delight for quite a while.
Anyone else anything to share? C'mon, dearies. Out of the locker with your writings. It need not be something long or elaborate - a poem, a snippet, a setting, something. Experiment around. Show your secrects)!
(Whence comes this giddy mood? I have no idea :).)

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Among the fall mauves
A butterfly twirls
His last dance before snow.


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Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: paris (Dido)