Time to Share

I was thinking today I might actually share some writing with you. Not from The Point, or Shadows (you’re going to have to wait till I get I published for that), but from something altogether different.

writer dudeAs you know I’ve done a few writing courses this last year. And one of the courses I did was on Writing the Er(o)tic. Now before you go getting all panicky on me, NO, I’m not intending to switch genres and attempt the next 50 Shades. I decided to do the course because I really don’t like writing even a basic kissing scene let alone ‘you-know-what’, and I thought if there’s any way I was going to get over my fear, then that would be the course that did it.

It was a really practical course and we had to write a lot of short pieces covering all sorts of (interesting) concepts and at the end of the course we were asked to share with the group one of our creations.

*cue panic attack*

So I thought if I can share it with them, then I can surely share it with you, right? Though it is easier sharing with strangers than people you know.

The exercise was to write about our morning, that particular morning, in the most se(n)sual way possible. So I had a quiet panic thinking how on Earth I was going to turn my mundane morning into anything interesting, let alone se(n)sual. I mean really – get dragged out of bed too early by my daughter, administer her blood test and medication, cook breakfast, rush a shower, wake up the hubby and have him drive me to the course. Hmmm…

Then I thought about what the instructor had been teaching us, using all our senses in our writing and isn’t that what se(n)sual means anyway – of the senses. And I thought about that moment just before the day begins.

So here it is, what I came up with on the spot in three minutes. Unedited, as it was shared with the group on the day.

I lie in bed, half awake, half asleep, the press of his body warm against my back. Tick tock, tick tock. No sound but the small alarm clock pushed to the back of the cold, hard dresser beside the bed. She isn’t yet awake. How long before the silence is interrupted? Filtered morning light begins to show shapes; straight and hard, soft and round. He moves, unconscious still, pressing further into me. His musty scent so very familiar. Oh, in younger days…

Tap, tap, tap. Her little feet against the floor boards.

“Mummy,” she whispers, her voice soft, sweet; my favourite sound. “Can I get up?”

I smile and reach out my hand, tickling her tummy, warm from her night snuggled under covers.

I nod. My head is heavy…

As I said, completely unedited, on the spot. I have to say, being forced to look at such a mundane and everyday moment in a different light was a great writing lesson, looking for beauty where you think there is none.

S

*I’ve ( ) some letters in certain words to stop any of those nasty bots spamming me

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16 responses to “Time to Share

  1. WOW. That was unedited, on the spot? That was fantastic! I especially loved the line:

    “Mummy,” she whispers, her voice soft, sweet; my favourite sound. “Can I get up?”

    That was so perfect – exactly what my little one would say in the morning. So sweet, so precious.

    What happens next in this woman’s day? Have you ever thought about capturing small pieces of writing like this as the main character moves throughout her day? Would make a great series of blog posts! I know I’d sure love reading them.

    Cheers, Sandie!

    (And thanks for hopping along on the October Hump Day Blog Hop!)

    • Thanks Julie. And thanks for hosting. I’ve not thought about capturing the small pieces of writing, but I certainly am now. *brain buzzes with ideas*. Thanks for all do for us in the women’s fiction world.

      • Thank you for thanking me for my contributions to the women’s fiction world. (Is this like writing a thank you note for the thank you note you just received?) I love everything about women’s fiction. The books, the writers, the readers, the industry. Anything I do I do out of a love for the community. It fills my soul.

      • Me too. The serious, the light hearted. Women’s Fiction in all it’s glory. I guess that’s why I write it. Though my mother keeps telling me to write children’s books. I have no idea why!!! You are a legend.

  2. I actually have tears in my eyes after reading that. It made me realize that even the most mundane moments in life can be turned into poetry, poetry that reminds that the small joys of daily life are often the most beautiful. Thanks for sharing this. You are a gifted writer!

    • Wow. Thanks Patricia. Your comments are so lovely. I think it’s easy to overlook the every day, but that’s where life really is. I’m really thankful we are asked to do that exercise in the course.

  3. I love it! As someone who enjoys writing a bit of erotica (ahem), I think the way you’ve made the mundane seem sensual shows wonderful talent. Great piece! 🙂

  4. Oh my gosh, this is so good! It’s so vivid and warm. I wish I were there. *daydreaming now*

    This is a really interesting exercise. I don’t know if I would have had the courage to take that class, but it sounds like it’s well worth forcing ourselves to think completely out of the box like that.

    • As you can imagine, there were a lot of “interesting” people on the course. But I’m so glad I did it. As you said, forcing ourselves to think outside the box… Anything that helps me seeing something new on this writing journey, is well worth the discomfort.

  5. Wow, I really like it and it is unedited too. I can picture it perfectly with just enough words to describe and the voices in my head to go along with the dialogue. I tried to take mundane stuff and go off on a tangent with my own ideas to think outside the box, but it’s hard… especially on such short term and no edits. But I like your style in this short writing exercise.

  6. Sandie – that was beautiful, sen(s)ual and innocent all at the same time! Well done and do more!

    • Thanks G. I find it really difficult to share my writing (especially with people I know). I’m thinking of a way to incorporate Julie’s suggestion, so you never know, there may be more to come. S

  7. That is lovely. Well done.

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