A couple of weeks ago I posted a story about going to the beach, which I had written as part of a writing course.
This week I am sharing another writing piece of mine. The challenge was to describe a 10 second event, only actions, in the first or third person, such as a kiss, hitting a deer with a car or going downhill on a roller coaster. I didn’t want to portray any of the immediate clichés that come to mind, so here is a story of someone applying lipstick. When writing this, my lips were never so moisturised, as, in true writer’s fashion, I applied lipstick and lip balm a bazillion times for research, obviously.
This has been a difficult post in the making and at the time of writing I am still not sure whether I will publish this.
Some of you reading my blog know that I left my job last July to take some time out to basically figure out my next steps not just in my career but also life, get some stuff sorted that’s been lying around for ages (hello tidying and clearing out!) and simply take some well-deserved time to myself to do the things I’ve been putting off for years. I imagined this break to be anything from 2 to 4 months, ready to start working again towards the end of last year. As life has it, I am still on that break, or rather the continuation of that break after another, different kind of break.
I mentioned in my first blog post that life has thrown me a major curveball. That curveball presented itself in form of a benign brain tumour, also known as a meningioma.
End of summer last year, I decided to get my creative juices flowing again, after being rather stale for years, and took some online classes at Coursera. One was a series of Fundamentals of Graphic Design to get some more basics, especially, since I want to take my card creations a little further. The other was a selection of writing classes.
The creative writing classes all had different themes to it, I started with the Craft of Style and then took Craft of Setting and Description. The first class was a superb kickstarter to get back into writing and find my groove again. Each week, there would be assignments and exercises through which I believe I found my way back to my own style.
Or rather, more like my style, since it took me a lot longer than Marie Kondo would have probably liked.
It all started with me jumping on the bandwagon of the best-selling book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying: A simple, effective way to banish clutter forever a year ago. I just looked at my order history, and I purchased it on 1 January 2016. I suppose, new year, new me, new clean and tidy flat here we come!
It took me another month before I read the book. It is an easy read, nothing super intellectual and makes you feel right at home, or shall I say, it made me feel at home. It may have something to do with how I was raised, my cultural background, but something just clicked.