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curuchamion, who had the good sense to yoink it from eponymous_rose, the more the merrier - and besides, I needed something like this today.
1: Pick five fandoms. List them in alphabetical order.
All Creatures Great and Small
Doctor Who (classic)
Horatio Hornblower
Gilligan's Island
Lord of the Rings
2: Visit this site to find your first RANDOM POEM OF POWER. Write down the 5th line (yes, even if it's an E.E. Cummings poem and you wind up with an apostrophe). Repeat five times and - you guessed it - list 'em in alphabetical order! (No cheating, mind! This is a challenge and it's always been about creativity.)
But live an exile in a foreign clime; (Metomorphoses, Ovid)
It was laughter of an unshakable man knowing life to be a rich and red-blooded thing. (Dynamiter, Carl Sandburg)
from the particular island (Fall Song, Mary Oliver)
The swinging scythe is swift to mow (Dance Hall Girls, Robert Service)
Then recollect a Ball, she got— (Her smile was shaped, E. Dickinson)
3: I think you can see where this is going. Write a very quick 50-word half-drabble for each fandom (try to do it all in one sitting - make your brain explode!), using the line from the poem as a prompt. You don't have to include it in the half-drabble - it's just inspiration.
4: Bravo! Have a cookie.
Whew! Considering I had to do them while popping back and forth on errands and other tasks, and the mood being all over the map I think I'm fairly pleased with how they came out. Tiny snippets like this are strangely difficult to do, because of the constraint of the story arc to a mere 50 words. But hey, it had poems for the prompts! I couldn't resist giving it a try.
All Creatures Great and Small: But live an exile in a foreign clime; (Metomorphoses, Ovid)
James pulled the car to a stop and got out, breathing in the crisp green scent of the air. He reveled to feel his endless days of service in the RAF being wisped away from him, the grey of the city washed from his mind under cool sunlight. Ah, Yorkshire!
Doctor Who: It was laughter of an unshakable man knowing life to be a rich and red-blooded thing. (Dynamiter, Carl Sandburg)
“You will become like us,” the cyberman grated.
“I will? Why?”
“Cybermen are superior.”
“Yes, I suppose those niggly little things; emotions and love, they just get in the way? Clutter things up?”
“Yes.”
“And that’s life?”
“Pure life.”
The Doctor laughed heartily. “Oh, that’s a good one. Tell me another!”
Gilligan's Island: from the particular island (Fall Song, Mary Oliver)
(I couldn’t believe I pulled something that had ‘island’ in it.)
“Darling, look! I found a floating box.”
“Capital, Lovey!”
“Let’s look inside!”
“Good heavens, what is it?”
“Coconuts.”
“This particular island already has coconuts. There’s some, right there. This can only mean one thing.”
“What?”
“That wood’s supposed to become a jewelry box for you.”
“Thurston, you’re such a romantic.”
Horatio Hornblower: Then recollect a Ball, she got— (Her smile was shaped, E. Dickinson)
The sea lifted, the sea fell.
Horatio moved with it; unheeding but for the heavy sloshing that bumped his swirling belongings past his feet. She’d taken another ball. He was too weary to care.
“Send some prisoners here,” he called. Let those that threw it sleep with the results.
Lord of the Rings: The swinging scythe is swift to mow (Dance Hall Girls, Robert Service)
Pippin looked once more over the smoking reek that had once been grassy fields and grain, now covered in an unholy harvest of death. The scythe of war was heavy handed and respected none.
His eyes no longer focused on the twisted sights before him. Where, oh where, was Merry?
curuchamion, who had the good sense to yoink it from eponymous_rose, the more the merrier - and besides, I needed something like this today.1: Pick five fandoms. List them in alphabetical order.
All Creatures Great and Small
Doctor Who (classic)
Horatio Hornblower
Gilligan's Island
Lord of the Rings
2: Visit this site to find your first RANDOM POEM OF POWER. Write down the 5th line (yes, even if it's an E.E. Cummings poem and you wind up with an apostrophe). Repeat five times and - you guessed it - list 'em in alphabetical order! (No cheating, mind! This is a challenge and it's always been about creativity.)
But live an exile in a foreign clime; (Metomorphoses, Ovid)
It was laughter of an unshakable man knowing life to be a rich and red-blooded thing. (Dynamiter, Carl Sandburg)
from the particular island (Fall Song, Mary Oliver)
The swinging scythe is swift to mow (Dance Hall Girls, Robert Service)
Then recollect a Ball, she got— (Her smile was shaped, E. Dickinson)
3: I think you can see where this is going. Write a very quick 50-word half-drabble for each fandom (try to do it all in one sitting - make your brain explode!), using the line from the poem as a prompt. You don't have to include it in the half-drabble - it's just inspiration.
4: Bravo! Have a cookie.
Whew! Considering I had to do them while popping back and forth on errands and other tasks, and the mood being all over the map I think I'm fairly pleased with how they came out. Tiny snippets like this are strangely difficult to do, because of the constraint of the story arc to a mere 50 words. But hey, it had poems for the prompts! I couldn't resist giving it a try.
All Creatures Great and Small: But live an exile in a foreign clime; (Metomorphoses, Ovid)
James pulled the car to a stop and got out, breathing in the crisp green scent of the air. He reveled to feel his endless days of service in the RAF being wisped away from him, the grey of the city washed from his mind under cool sunlight. Ah, Yorkshire!
Doctor Who: It was laughter of an unshakable man knowing life to be a rich and red-blooded thing. (Dynamiter, Carl Sandburg)
“You will become like us,” the cyberman grated.
“I will? Why?”
“Cybermen are superior.”
“Yes, I suppose those niggly little things; emotions and love, they just get in the way? Clutter things up?”
“Yes.”
“And that’s life?”
“Pure life.”
The Doctor laughed heartily. “Oh, that’s a good one. Tell me another!”
Gilligan's Island: from the particular island (Fall Song, Mary Oliver)
(I couldn’t believe I pulled something that had ‘island’ in it.)
“Darling, look! I found a floating box.”
“Capital, Lovey!”
“Let’s look inside!”
“Good heavens, what is it?”
“Coconuts.”
“This particular island already has coconuts. There’s some, right there. This can only mean one thing.”
“What?”
“That wood’s supposed to become a jewelry box for you.”
“Thurston, you’re such a romantic.”
Horatio Hornblower: Then recollect a Ball, she got— (Her smile was shaped, E. Dickinson)
The sea lifted, the sea fell.
Horatio moved with it; unheeding but for the heavy sloshing that bumped his swirling belongings past his feet. She’d taken another ball. He was too weary to care.
“Send some prisoners here,” he called. Let those that threw it sleep with the results.
Lord of the Rings: The swinging scythe is swift to mow (Dance Hall Girls, Robert Service)
Pippin looked once more over the smoking reek that had once been grassy fields and grain, now covered in an unholy harvest of death. The scythe of war was heavy handed and respected none.
His eyes no longer focused on the twisted sights before him. Where, oh where, was Merry?
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Date: 2010-08-19 04:46 pm (UTC)Does it sound insulting to say you are the queen of the small and beautiful when it comes to fics? (Because not that I don't love your long ones, too, as you know. Especially when they have One and Two in. :-D)
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