February 20th Writer's Group Log

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February 20th Writer's Group Log

Post by Tenethia » Sun Feb 21, 2016 10:07 pm

Writer's Group opens ~

General writerly exercises and explosions ~

Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *dances happily*
Squirrel 6835669: *dissects bullfrog while dancing*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Eeeeeeeeeeed?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Kristi's SUPPOSED to be coming
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It's either Will or Ed
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I personally hope it's Will. I haven't seen him in FOREVER.
Squirrel 6835669: Well I can leave you guessing by saying "indeed"
Sir-Edward: Impersonation of an officer!!
Squirrel 6835669: lol
Squirrel 6835669: Oh, well
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Hiiiiiiii, Edward!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *hugtackles you*
Sir-Edward: *Oofles*
Sir-William: *hugtackles back*
Sir-Edward: Hey Tenny!
Sir-William: Still has mouse with little bandanna, lol
Sir-William: We should describe a picture
Sir-Edward: Hmm..
Sir-William: Like talk about the colors and see what it is
Sir-Edward: I like that Idea
Sir-Edward: See how well we can describe a scene
Sir-William: Do you want me to start, Ed?
Sir-Edward: By all means
Sir-William: I see a circle of green
Sir-William: Attached to a long rectangle getting wider at the base
Sir-Edward: Fascinating...
Sir-William The rectangle is brown
Sir-Edward: Okeeey
Sir-William: These two shapes are attached to an even larger green rectangle that takes up
Sir-William: The whole bottom of the picture
Sir-Edward: Wonderful
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A TREEEEEEEEEEE
Sir-William: There are little yellow circles dispersed throughout the large green rectangle
Sir-William: Yes! 10 points to Tenny.
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *bows!*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Is it my turn?
Sir-William: Sure, go ahead, hehe
Sir-Edward: indeed
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): This is actually a really good writing exercise
Sir-William: Literally exercising, yes.
Sir-William: And excessively wordy, in a way, lol
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I see in front of me a tall transparent cylinder
Sir-Edward: A....vase?
Kristi: *dashes in *
Sir-William: Hey, Kristi!
Kristi: (vaz)
Sir-Edward: Captain on the bridge!!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): The top is uncovered, though there is a black disc being suspended from the side of the cylinder by a hollow, slender cylinder.
Kristi: ^.^
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): You're warm, Ed.
Sir-Edward: Hmmm...
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Hey Auntie! We're describing things and trying to make each other guess these things
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): To see how well we can make pictures appear in each other's heads
Sir-William: A can opener
Sir-William: I'm thinking, lol
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): The larger cylinder shape is transparent. The disc-like part is black. The slender cylinder-like part is red.
Sir-Edward: A transparent can opener
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): That /does/ look like a can opener.
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *snerk*
Sir-Edward: A wine glass?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): VERY warm, Edward.
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It is a type of cup. But what is the black disc hanging from it? And what is the slender red part?
Sir-Edward: A...mug of tea?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *shakes head*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): How about this...
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Through the transparent container one can see a slender, red, cylinderish-shaped thing stretching up from the bottom all the way to the top.
Sir-Edward: Blarg
Sir-William: Give me a minute to think
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It emerges from the top open end of the transparent container thing we're talking about, /through/ a black disc.
Sir-Edward: *bangs head*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I promise it's not that complicated
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): If it wasn't transparent, it would possibly be Styrofoam.
Sir-Edward: WHAT?!
Sir-William: What kind of cup has a cylindrical handle?
Sir-Edward: *dies*
Sir-William: And is made of Styrofoam?
Kristi: It is a pool noodle that aspires to be a teacup
Sir-Edward: Lol
Sir-William: Thanks, Kristi, but you'll need to be more specific
Sir-William: But, come to think of it, I have heard of Styrofoam cups
Sir-Edward: A starbucks cup?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *snork*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): XD
Sir-William: Yeah that, lol
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It's not a handle, my dear
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It's a cup with a lid and a straw
Sir-William: But ones with a cylindrical handle?
Sir-William: Maybe a vacuum flask
Sir-William: Lower the pressure to 22 mm hg
Sir-Edward: *tackles Tenny*
Sir-Edward: lol
Sir-William: It's time you told us, Tenny, that way we can see how obvious it is sooner
Sir-William: Oops, you already did
Sir-William: Nevermind, lol
Kristi: Pa Grape: It's BACON!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod):
Sir-William: Kristi is closer than I was
Sir-William: Haha
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Well, then, if Kristi was closest, she should go next
Sir-Edward: indeed!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Just kidding, Kristi's in the middle of something. Ed, will you go?
Sir-Edward: By all means
Sir-Edward: Right then....
Sir-Edward: A reflective triangle that has been stretched out height-wise
Sir-Edward: About five to six feet
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A tent!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A Cebu!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A goose!
Sir-Edward: Attached to the bottom is a square-ish shape
Sir-Edward: A what? 0.o
Sir-William: The great pyramid trying to grow
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A DUCK BILL
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A woodpecker!
Sir-William: A bigger duck bill
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Keep going
Sir-Edward: The square-ish shape has been stretched thinner height-wise and is longer lengthwise
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): So it's actually a rectangle?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A campfire!
Sir-Edward: It's non-flammable
Sir-Edward: Protruding from the bottom of that square-ish shape is a brown cylinder
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): An ostrich birdhouse
Sir-William: A lamp?
Sir-Edward: Attached to the bottom of THAT is a sphere of sorts, also reflective
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Define reflective
Sir-Edward: Metallic
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Okay
Sir-Edward: That’s it
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A Hershey's kiss balancing on top of books balancing on a globe!
Sir-Edward: The sphere in quite small
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Are these shapes specific colors?
Sir-Edward: Grayish metallic for all accept the brown cylinder
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A lightning rod
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): :P
Sir-Edward: Close-ish
Sir-William: I have absolutely no idea
Sir-Edward: It's rod-like in structure.
Sir-William: I think Ed should take a course in technical writing.
Squirrel 4158686: A knife
Sir-Edward: YES!
Sir-Edward: Or a sword
Squirrel 4158686: Yay!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Who are you and how did you know?
Squirrel 4158686: Uh...
Squirrel 4158686: Pay no attention to that squirrel behind the curtain. I am the great and powerful Oz. Listen only to me
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *snork*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Nevermind, you don't have to say who you are
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Anyone else want a turn?
Sir-William: Clever, I would never have guessed
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): (William, do you mind logging this evening?)
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Me either, actually
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): And I'm literally over here drawing this
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I have a scarecrow, a tent, a giant birdhouse...
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): A woodpecker...
Sir-William: Sure, I'll log. It'll be like old times
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Yeah it will!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Going once...
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Going twiiiiiiiiice
Sir-Edward: Going thrice......
Sir-Edward: Going....quadice?
Sir-William: lol, I'm fine
Sir-William: It was at least a fun idea
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Okay, does anyone have something to share?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): It was very fun
Sir-Edward: Nope
Sir-William: Boy, I sure doubt it. I can look, but I haven't been doing much writing
Sir-William: I wonder if Kristi does
Sir-William: I only showed up because you missed me, lol
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): She has something but not for another few minutes
Sir-William: I mean, Ed and I just finished writing a 4 page visual document for English 103, but...
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): We could take five, have a slushy and come back to hear Kristi if you want
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I need a drink
Sir-William: Yeah, good idea
Sir-William: Munch on a noodle, you know
Sir-William: That kind of thing
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I'll be back in three minutes.
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Don't get in to ANY TROUBLE
Sir-William: *salutes*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): If Kristi's not here at that point, we'll do a quick writing exercise
Sir-Edward: *starts setting off fireworks*
Sir-Edward: Sets things of FIIIIREEE!!
Sir-Edward: *does happy fire dance*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *comes in and CUTS IT SHORT*
Sir-Edward: *waits......*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): For shame, Edward.
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *shakes head in disgust*
Sir-Edward: *runs*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Y’all ready?
Sir-Edward: indeed
Sir-William: lol, actually I started earlier
Sir-William: I'm not good with writing something off a random prompt, so chose something my self
Sir-William: If you don't mind
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): I'm totally fine with that!
Kristi: *back*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): There you are!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): We were going to do a writing prompt if you didn't show up
Kristi: Oh
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *pulls her legs onto her chair*
Sir-Edward: *puts rockets on Tenny's chair
Sir-Edward: *then LIGHTS THEM*
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): This cat is -- WHEEEEEEEEEEE
An Unknown Pevensie: WOW Hullo all
An Unknown Pevensie: I haven't seen these knights here before.
Unknown Pevensie: Gtg. May be back later. Maybe not. See ya’ll!
Sir-William: Bye!
Kristi: Bye! Come again next week!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *waves*
Sir-William: Hey, I'm planning to head out before 11:00, so if you want, I can share this short story that I finished writing just now.
Kristi: Ooh
Kristi: *curls up on a beanbag chair with a floofy blanket and cup of cocoa*
Sir-William: Ok, I'll go then, thanks

Sir-William shares ~

Sir-William: Zev lay on the warm sand of the beach staring at the waves. He wanted so much to dive into their midst and be embraced by them, but he couldn’t. Despite all the many hours of practicing in pools and fresh water lakes, he could not bring himself to dive into those monstrous waves. He sighed, leaned his head back, and closed his eyes.
“Someday,” he thought. Then suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked around. He could hear something. “…I’d like a castle on a hill…..where you and I could spend the day……and I’d like to sail to lands afar….that would be just like a dream come true….” The tune was faint but definitely audible.
Zev stood up from where he had been reading a book on the seashore. The wind was blowing hard, and the sun shone brightly between several billowy clouds. The question was, really, where was the pretty little tune coming from. The blustery wind made it seem to come from all directions, but Zev finally decided that it was definitely coming from the ocean.
He made his way ever deeper into the rolling, blue-green waves in the direction of the mysterious melody, not thinking about anything but knowing where the beautiful sound came from. Finally, he could see it.
An old, worn radio floating amidst the salty spray and managing to keep its two speakers above the water even as it rode up and down each wave. Zev was so taken aback by his discovery that for a moment he just stared at the sailing minstrel.
Then he came to his senses and swam hurriedly for it. “It’s not going to last long in that water,” he said to himself. Grabbing hold of the instrument, he began to swim back for shore while holding it as high above his head as he could with one arm.
His arm was beginning to ache badly from holding up the mildly heavy device when he finally secured the sandy beach. Dripping wet, he clamored up onto the wet beach and listened attentively as the radio sang the last few notes of the song. “When we’re together….oh….oh....oh…..oh…..when we’re together…….”
And then there was silence, and the old radio shut off. Zev turned the switch on the front back and forth several times, trying to reboot the thing, but it was no use. The old radio had breathed its last in the attempt to touch just one more human soul with the world of music. It had called to him across the wind and waves to come to it, and Zev had.
Now its task was completed.

Sir-William: The End
Kristi: It taught him to swim one-armed. Hmm
Sir-William: lol
Sir-Edward: *applause!*
Sir-William: Hadn't thought of it that way
Kristi: There were a couple re-uses of words too close to each other. Wave, and beach
Sir-William: Yup, too true
Kristi: Oh, then why wouldn't he swim? I thought he'd been taking lessons but was scared
Sir-William: Also true
Sir-William: Forget about the logic of the story, it really doesn't make sense
Sir-William: lol
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): *had to deal with a cat and missed the story...*
Sir-William: Haha
Sir-William: There's always the log
Kristi: I think I'd reconcile those two. I didn't know whether the theme was about the radio overcoming his fear versus sharing a last song
Kristi: (also, it would be really interesting if modern-day kelpies took the form of jet skis or something :P)
Sir-William: Yeah, the radio overcame its fear of swimming
Kristi: lol
Sir-William: Heh
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): You're right. I'll read it
Kristi: I like the idea, I think there's some nice stuff in here.
Sir-William: Well, I'm heading out. It was nice seeing you all again, and I'll send you the log up to this point, Tenny. *hugs all* bye!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Thanks for coming tonight, William!
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Anyone else have anything?
Tenethia Brandybuck (Mod): Alright then Writer's is closed for this evening. See you all next week!

Writer's Group dismissed ~
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