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Quote- Haruki-Murakami

Writing transports me much the same way as reading. The worlds are equally real. The difference between reading and writing is, in reading, I am a passenger; the author does the driving. Where I might turn left, the author turns right. When I write, I am in the driver’s seat. Hands on the wheel, I create destiny from unlimited possibilities.

There are reasons for reading and for writing, but given a choice, I prefer to drive.

Does your writing world feel real to you?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Next Season — FFfAW Challenge

Title:  Next Season
Source: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Word count: 175 words

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This week’s photo prompt is provided by Michelle DeAngelis. Thank you, Michelle!

My thundering heartbeat pulsed, obliterating the sound of the crashing surf. Its steady thumping was the only sound I heard as I stared at her face, trying to understand.

“Jeremy are you ok?” she asked.

I didn’t respond as I struggled to comprehend. Every second together we documented and shared with the world. The first time I saw her, our first date, our first kiss and my declaration of undying love, were tested, rated, liked and judged. My moves were orchestrated, planned and executed ensuring I won her heart.  And it worked. Last night I held her close, and she told me she loved me, and she wanted to grow old together.

“How did this happen?”

“Jeremy, you know the rules. They voted, and the results are in. I am in love with Gabe and will marry him.” She kissed my cheek and walked away. The director motioned, and the camera zoomed, recording my tears, capturing every emotion before they drifted away following her, the star. Stunned, I smiled, knowing I was next season’s star.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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twilight-bella-writer

I am amazed at how many boxes I just ticked. Type fast? Check. Pale skin? Check. Speak in strange tongues? Yep, some I don’t even understand, especially when I am tired. Drink coffee? Oh yeah, by the potful, morning, noon and night. Sunlight? What is that? I’m also a little disturbed by the similarities between writer and vampire. Perhaps we are cousins, both looking for the road to immortality.

How did you do on this little test?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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Robert A Hienlein Quote

My grandmother was a great proponent of hand washing. It was a refrain often heard emanating from her kitchen. She wanted children to be clean.  I object to the idea that writing is something shameful. But there can be an air of contempt and disbelief when you reveal you are a writer. I admit I am cautious when I first divulge my propensity for writing.

How do you present your writing? Do you proclaim it from the mountaintops, or hide a dirty little secret?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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Quote- Eric-Jerome-Dickey

Someone recently asked me where I get my story ideas. Truth is, I don’t know. I sometimes fall asleep thinking “I need an idea”. That’s it. I wake with an idea or an entire story in my mind. The trick is to capture them, write them down before they fade from existence. There are magic idea elves working overtime to plop those little gems in my head.

How do you get your ideas?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Chevy — FFfPP Week 37

Title:  Chevy
Source:  FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER
Word count:  180 words

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This summer we lost the red Chevy pickup in a sea of weeds. Bob asked if I remembered seeing it. I pointed to a patch of six-foot-high water hemp and redroot pigweed. Dotted here and there was Queen Anne’s Lace, milkweed, and thistle. As the weeds swayed in the breeze, you could glimpse the top of the cab.

“Hm, someone needs to see about that,” Bob said before he turned and headed to the barn. A couple hours later, Bob had dispatched the weeds, and the Chevy stood proudly on the rough-cut field.

“The Chevy looks lonely out in the field all by its lonesome,” I said to Bob as we sipped our morning coffee in the kitchen.

“I suppose someone should do something about that,” Bob said before draining his coffee cup. He set the cup in the sink, gave me a peck on the cheek and headed to work.

Later, I paused my work and saw the Chevy had new friends.  Piled on the truck’s bed, in the cab, and the ground were hundreds of pumpkins. I laughed.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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Today I am dealing with a long list of short story ideas. Which do I pick? Which will make the best story? What if I start and realize it really wants to be a novel?  Ah, decisions, decisions.

Do you find yourself not knowing which idea to select?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Escape Plan — Friday Fictioneers

Title:  Escape Plan
Source:  Friday Fictioneers sponsored by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple
Word count: 100 words

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PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Gerard paused before opening the door. Tired from a long day’s work, he could hear his family screeching and shrieking behind the door. He squared his shoulders and entered.

After dinner, he escaped and snuck into his shed. Gerard spent peaceful hours designing, sawing, carving and assembling his wooden creations. He often fell asleep at his bench and his wife would wake him to come to bed.

“You should spend time with the family,” she would say. Gerard would shrug, he knew she wouldn’t understand.

When he died, they discovered ornately designed and carved mechanical clocks hidden in the rafters.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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Kintsugi is “golden joinery”. Wikipedia defines Kintsugi as “Japanese art form of repairing broken pottery with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum”. How does this relate to writing you ask? Great question. I think of my writing, the first draft as perfection. It is a creation complete with typos, and misspellings and grammar errors. A broken object which needs a little fixing up. Editing and revision is my golden joinery. The first draft is the origin, the piece’s history and Kintsugi is my process to celebrate the good parts of the work. It attempts to mend the broken pieces and create work worthy of presentation to the reader.

What are your thoughts?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer