Writing Challenge # 34 - Tilted Forum Project Discussion Community

amonkie · 09-05-2005, 01:23 AM

I hope you've been enjoying your week - Here we go!

YOUR CHALLENGE:

Write about an abstract concept without actually saying what that concept is.

Choose one of the words from the list below, and write in the style of your choice using that word as your subject or theme--the piece doesn't have to be directly about your word, but the word should be somehow central or essential to your work. The catch is this: you can't actually use the word, or any of its synonyms or opposites, but the reader should still be able to guess what it is.

Words to Choose from:

hunger
anger
lovesickness
poverty
joy
annoyance
friendship

If you would like to use a different word of your own choosing, PM me the word so I can disclose it after you've wrote and others have had a chance to guess your word.

Good luck!

tecoyah · 09-05-2005, 06:17 AM

Grumbling in the back of my mind
some desire to be filled
dont even care about what kind
just want the need killed

ngdawg · 09-05-2005, 06:57 AM

First some words of disagreement
The dance of discovery begins
Take notice of what is said and seen
Telling jokes and secret sins
A picture's worth a thousand words
But sometimes only one
When eyes have met
Through technology's lens
The connection has begun
Nothing is forever
We hold on to our dreams
In hopes that what we know is true
Will not be as it seems
So I take what gifts are given now
And cherish all within my heart
I glide in step to the melody
Until the dance ends
And we part

Bob Biter · 09-05-2005, 03:42 PM

tecoyah = hunger
ngdawg = lovesickness

A breath cools her down too fast, so she holds it in: changes the winter cloud into a summer breeze, then lets it go relunctantly. The air gives to her freely, even on Monday mornings. It's not going anywhere. Maybe she should move and take it with her down to the bus station, the coffee shop or maybe the park if the cops are gone.

No, she put in time right here, by the subway. No way she's leaving now, when it might pay off. The subway and the morning rush. Her slot machine. Here's a blue suit coming over, picking up the pace. She pulls the lever and counts down: 3... 2... 1... No go. Two cherries and a treasure chest for her. No big prize, just dissapointment that lost its sting long ago, but she likes it now. It's familiar, a habit, a pair of old jeans worn by the pavement.

Next up, college wear. Converse and jean jacket making eye contact. The vibe of liberal arts, protests and road trips. Always a good sign. She takes in another winter cloud as metal hits the ground, bouncing like little thunderclaps.

Jackpot.

She takes it before it fades away, like that smile she used to have.

ngdawg · 09-05-2005, 05:36 PM

tec=hunger or maybe annoyance
bob=poverty
me=nope lol

spongy · 09-05-2005, 07:10 PM

Words cannot desribe the feeling of watching your wife give birth. Holding your son.. YOUR SON for the first time. I'm actually tearing up while writing these words.

PS I know it's a simple one and a little obvious, but it's an warm up for my posting in this part of this great site.

Bob Biter · 09-06-2005, 06:49 AM

spongy = joy (are you really a new dad? if so, congratulations!)

ngdawg, not lovesickness, huh? Well, in that case... I dunno... online dating?

ngdawg · 09-06-2005, 07:38 AM

Friendship-some of my closest friendships actually started out with online arguing

Bob Biter · 09-06-2005, 07:40 PM

Ahhhhh, now I see! Good work!

ngdawg · 09-07-2005, 11:18 AM

why won't they listen?
he cried in the night
I am trying to help them
make their wrongs be right
Being director of a grand play
is not really easy,
I've heard them say
But these actors are impossible!
They don't know their parts
They keep saying
It should come from the heart
He threw down the script
And stormed out of the place
Unaware of the decision
He had made in his haste
That now there were actors
With nothing to act
But he made up his mind
He would not go back
Sometimes to direct
We need to let go
And let the good actors
Put on the show
And enjoy all their efforts
However large or small
They are there for the love
of the play, after all....
And directors are needed
To guide and direct
But they are also there
To teach and protect
It's all give and take
To learn as we go
And when we relax
It's one hell of a show

Strange Famous · 09-09-2005, 02:55 PM

a line of trees
on both sides
shiver and shake their shoulders
restlessly
while I sleep
unknowingly
Because you are by my side
And the darkness can burn
With the reverse flash light flare
Of what is never seen
And the wind can bite
And spit
And rage
it's just a noise
Buffeting our window
Its just a flailing thing
That places your hand
Your hair
My shoulder
My hand
In their context
After all
Not much
And closer to God
Than anything that bites
Or kills

amonkie · 09-10-2005, 01:03 AM

A second glance at the clock
Just another few pages today
promised to help stuff get done
600 pages ago it was dishes
the enemy had just been revealed
200 pages later trash by my feet
imminent disaster proclaimed
still 300 pages left to discover
the book got plucked from my hand

air45 · 10-06-2005, 11:59 AM

coffee do the trick
he thinking
as he pour it down his pant
the skin on his member shout out in the pain
but surely now the disease go away
the coffee hot
from stove that burn
and now the member
turn red and cry
but maybe now
the disease go away

09-05-2005, 01:23 AM	#1 (permalink)
amonkie Drifting Administrator Location: Windy City	Writing Challenge # 34 I hope you've been enjoying your week - Here we go! YOUR CHALLENGE: Write about an abstract concept without actually saying what that concept is. Choose one of the words from the list below, and write in the style of your choice using that word as your subject or theme--the piece doesn't have to be directly about your word, but the word should be somehow central or essential to your work. The catch is this: you can't actually use the word, or any of its synonyms or opposites, but the reader should still be able to guess what it is. Words to Choose from: hunger anger lovesickness poverty joy annoyance friendship If you would like to use a different word of your own choosing, PM me the word so I can disclose it after you've wrote and others have had a chance to guess your word. Good luck! __________________ Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna Last edited by amonkie; 09-05-2005 at 01:28 AM..

09-05-2005, 06:17 AM	#2 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	Grumbling in the back of my mind some desire to be filled dont even care about what kind just want the need killed __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

09-05-2005, 06:57 AM	#3 (permalink)
ngdawg peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch	First some words of disagreement The dance of discovery begins Take notice of what is said and seen Telling jokes and secret sins A picture's worth a thousand words But sometimes only one When eyes have met Through technology's lens The connection has begun Nothing is forever We hold on to our dreams In hopes that what we know is true Will not be as it seems So I take what gifts are given now And cherish all within my heart I glide in step to the melody Until the dance ends And we part __________________ Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em.

09-05-2005, 03:42 PM	#4 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	tecoyah = hunger ngdawg = lovesickness A breath cools her down too fast, so she holds it in: changes the winter cloud into a summer breeze, then lets it go relunctantly. The air gives to her freely, even on Monday mornings. It's not going anywhere. Maybe she should move and take it with her down to the bus station, the coffee shop or maybe the park if the cops are gone. No, she put in time right here, by the subway. No way she's leaving now, when it might pay off. The subway and the morning rush. Her slot machine. Here's a blue suit coming over, picking up the pace. She pulls the lever and counts down: 3... 2... 1... No go. Two cherries and a treasure chest for her. No big prize, just dissapointment that lost its sting long ago, but she likes it now. It's familiar, a habit, a pair of old jeans worn by the pavement. Next up, college wear. Converse and jean jacket making eye contact. The vibe of liberal arts, protests and road trips. Always a good sign. She takes in another winter cloud as metal hits the ground, bouncing like little thunderclaps. Jackpot. She takes it before it fades away, like that smile she used to have. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

09-05-2005, 05:36 PM	#5 (permalink)
ngdawg peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch	tec=hunger or maybe annoyance bob=poverty me=nope lol __________________ Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em.

09-05-2005, 07:10 PM	#6 (permalink)
spongy Psycho	Words cannot desribe the feeling of watching your wife give birth. Holding your son.. YOUR SON for the first time. I'm actually tearing up while writing these words. PS I know it's a simple one and a little obvious, but it's an warm up for my posting in this part of this great site. __________________ The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed. Stephen King

09-06-2005, 06:49 AM	#7 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	spongy = joy (are you really a new dad? if so, congratulations!) ngdawg, not lovesickness, huh? Well, in that case... I dunno... online dating? __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

09-06-2005, 07:38 AM	#8 (permalink)
ngdawg peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch	Friendship-some of my closest friendships actually started out with online arguing __________________ Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em.

09-06-2005, 07:40 PM	#9 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Ahhhhh, now I see! Good work! __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

09-07-2005, 11:18 AM	#10 (permalink)
ngdawg peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch	why won't they listen? he cried in the night I am trying to help them make their wrongs be right Being director of a grand play is not really easy, I've heard them say But these actors are impossible! They don't know their parts They keep saying It should come from the heart He threw down the script And stormed out of the place Unaware of the decision He had made in his haste That now there were actors With nothing to act But he made up his mind He would not go back Sometimes to direct We need to let go And let the good actors Put on the show And enjoy all their efforts However large or small They are there for the love of the play, after all.... And directors are needed To guide and direct But they are also there To teach and protect It's all give and take To learn as we go And when we relax It's one hell of a show __________________ Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em. Last edited by ngdawg; 09-07-2005 at 11:21 AM..

09-09-2005, 02:55 PM	#11 (permalink)
Strange Famous follower of the child's crusade?	a line of trees on both sides shiver and shake their shoulders restlessly while I sleep unknowingly Because you are by my side And the darkness can burn With the reverse flash light flare Of what is never seen And the wind can bite And spit And rage it's just a noise Buffeting our window Its just a flailing thing That places your hand Your hair My shoulder My hand In their context After all Not much And closer to God Than anything that bites Or kills __________________ "Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate, for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain without being uncovered." The Gospel of Thomas

09-10-2005, 01:03 AM	#12 (permalink)
amonkie Drifting Administrator Location: Windy City	A second glance at the clock Just another few pages today promised to help stuff get done 600 pages ago it was dishes the enemy had just been revealed 200 pages later trash by my feet imminent disaster proclaimed still 300 pages left to discover the book got plucked from my hand __________________ Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna

10-06-2005, 11:59 AM	#13 (permalink)
air45 Loser Location: Midwest	coffee do the trick he thinking as he pour it down his pant the skin on his member shout out in the pain but surely now the disease go away the coffee hot from stove that burn and now the member turn red and cry but maybe now the disease go away