I’ve been thinking about a post on Remembrance Sunday which this year fell with almost supernatural precision exactly on Armistice day, one hundred years after the ending of the First World War. I sat in Quaker Meeting while outside people processed, banged drums, shouted orders, prayed and stood in respectful silence. And I wanted to try to disentangle all the complex feelings I had about it but they proved too matted to be unravelled so I’m leaving it for another time (I did get up in Meeting and speak about Conscientious Objectors though.)
So in the meantime, where am I up to? A rather fractured night’s sleep led to a morning assailed by a welter of ideas (a bit like being inside a meteor shower) all supplemented by the arrival of the first of my daily writing prompts. Inspired by my son doing Inktober and producing a drawing every day (today’s is fabulous) I signed up for Writers Write Daily Prompts and my first suggestion was ‘Looking at Life Through Rose-Tinted Spectacles.’ I decided to write a hundred words; this centenary may or may not turn into something else but if not it doesn’t matter as the main point is to get the suggestive juices going (see what I did there?)
Apart from that I do my usual vocal exercises and trawl through my poems reciting them out loud to an imaginary audience. I do this most mornings and it’s very useful; not only can I perform any poem at the drop of a hat but with the newer poems reading them aloud shows up any flaws in the writing. (I do this with stories too; it’s amazing how you can type type the same word twice and not notice until you come to read aloud*.)
Mornings are usually dedicated to poetry but after doing my hundred words on the writing prompt I decided to polish up another hundred words I’m doing for Mslexia (this time the prompt is a photograph) then some ideas came for the novel and I wrote those up, so it’s been a bit of a mixed morning.
This afternoon I plan to tackle a totally new project. The BBC’s Writersroom window is coming up in a couple of months and I intend to embark on a radio play. It’s a horrendously tall order to write a radio play in two months but I work quite well in short bursts so we’ll see. In any case a lot of the material is already to hand albeit in the form of short dialogues and stories.
Here’s Daniel’s picture:
* see what I did there?