When I sat down to start this blog today, I had no idea what to write. My mind has been so dedicated to my novel lately, I am having a particularly hard time with reality.
As many of you know, writing requires that you observe every little detail happening around you. You think about the way the trees sway in the wind, the way the sun falls on the brick sidewalk outside your office window at 3:00 pm, the conversation going on at the table next to you at Borders.
The picture to the left was taken in
Belarus, a landlocked country in Eastern Europe.
What in the world could these two have to say to one another? For a little writing excercise I decided to write a little dialog.
Hmmm, I thought, attempting to be all scholarly. Of course, where there is no scholar there is no scholarly.
Well, Here goes!
“Hey, Gertrude, where did you get that lovely leopard-print umbrella?”
“Was given me by me kids.”
“Well, I tell you what’s the truth, if I didn’t have so many of these ol’ potatoes to get rid of, I’d of stayed at home. Fer one thing, this ol’ black umbrella was damaged in that horrible rain storm we got ourselves into the last time we tried this. Just look at the ratty old thing.”
“Oh, Helga! Don’t be so negative. Your umbrella is fine. ‘Tis keepin’ off the rain isn’t it?” Gertrude looked over her shoulder. “Don’t look now Little Miss Sunshine, but there’s a beautiful rainbow arched right over our stand.”
She didn’t want to, but tilting her black umbrella carefully to the left, she peered over her shoulder. “Humph! So, that’s why that funny lookin’ feller is standing over there taking our picture.”
Gertrude peeked from under her umbrella, and then snapped it back into place in front of her face. “Lands, Helga, you could have told me he was standin’ there.”
“I thought you knew.”
No, I didn’t know, if I’d of known, I’d snatched that ratty ol’ umbrella of yours out of your hand and replaced it with a potato!”
My feeble attempt at improv.
Love and Blessings, Laura K.