For the last few months I've been going to Art Club, an informal gathering of artists that my friend MAK started. Now, Art Club isn't exactly what it sounds like. We look at art and talk about it; or we have a discussion question like, "What does it mean to be an artist?" We had never made art—until this past Wednesday.
Since no one had volunteered to
facilitate our discussion for this week, MAK decided that it would be fun to do
a little free writing with jazz music playing in the background. I've always
been terrible at free writing. Maybe because my perfectionist side has trouble
relaxing and letting the thoughts flow. My inner editor gets overly focused on
the details of sentence structure, diction, and punctuation, which makes free
writing more like torture than riding a roller coaster.
But on Wednesday night at Art
Club, I let my thoughts carry me away. The result? I wrote fiction for the
first time in about two years! It was exhilarating. I'd forgotten how much fun
it is to make up stories.
Just for fun, here is one of the fictional scenes I wrote this week. The only
edits I made were to add paragraphs. Enjoy!
"How that One Random Shoe Ended Up in the Road"
Even when you think your day cannot get any more awful, it will. Trust me. I've
My boyfriend dumped me that morning. I spilled red Kool-aid all over my new
white shorts. And then, as I was crossing the street to get in my car, I
stepped in a pothole, with a car coming down the road toward me, and I couldn't
get my foot back out. It wasn't a particularly large pothole, but it was large
enough that my foot (and I have big feet) could go in it. Why my foot wouldn't
come out, I have no freaking idea, but that car wasn't slowing down and I was
like, "Holy crap, I'm going to die."
So I bent over, untied my shoe,
and booked it across the street without it. And what do you know, that damn car
hit the pothole and my shoe sailed through the air at least 25 yards and landed
in somebody's driveway. He was just backing out and squashed my tennis shoe
flat as a pancake.
I swear this all happened in the
space of 75 seconds.