... might as well write it on your blog. So - heres my latest writing challenge from my online group. You can read mine then perhaps write yours...
Write about the last emotion you felt
write about whats to your left this minute
write about the last thing you said out loud
Part of me loves a challenge and writing tasks are always a fun challenge.... loving english lit ever since I learnt at school there is no wrong answer, merely a convincing descriptive or argument...
Part of me rebels instantly with any demand or instruction and doesn't want to make the effort. Just keeping it real ;)
Last emotion...
Honestly I'm not proud of admitting it, but it wasn't a very kind emotion. It was somewhere between rising anger and hurt. Another dig online from a nasty person who just cant seem to go away. And then a realisation an old acquaintance had unfriended me on Facebook. again. - she has facebook issues!
Silly to let either get to me... one is a person I really cannot bear, their thoughts and opinions mean so little anyway. Another is someone I never see anymore, except perhaps to raise my hand to say hi as we drive by each other on a school run. So, why does it matter? why the need to defend and justify myself? Some basic human desire to be liked and understood I suppose. Some 'need' that I find very weak in myself. If I examine my thoughts I really don't care. But it bothers me. Learning to let them talk, let them whisper, and in the case of a 'not really a friend'- let them move on. Just stop listening. it only leads to absolute indignant fury on my part. Be more like X { a friend who is tough enough to not let this kind of drivel hit home} Remind myself to focus on my life and all the good things thats been happening, and the nicest people I've mixed with this week :)
To the left of me...
I'm at my desk, and for once its fairly tidy. To the left of me is an important letter, put here on my desk in the hope I will not lose it, nor forget to answer it. (There are no guarantees, its entirely dependant on how many more important letters get put on top of it)
There is also a stretchy hair bobble - normally on my wrist or in my hair I am generally never more than two meters from a hair bobble ;) There is also a slate coaster that my sister bought me, with a coffee cup etched on it, that I like very much. There is a cat to the left of me but at my feet. He is apparently hungry again, and the fact its 11pm means very little to him! my ignoring him attempts are not going well...
The last thing I said out loud...
Aside from telling the cat he is not being fed, I read out loud this challenge. The last conversation was with my other half about next weeks plans, the good, the bad and the complicated. And a brief catch up about work. Our work overlaps; my photography and social media are used by his companies, and the mutual input is great. I've no doubt my next conversation will be with either the bossy cat or the snoozing puppy :) They and I are usually up late together, and they get to hear my varied thoughts on what I am writing/editing/creating.