[stylist] Weekly Writing Challenge

[Jackie Williams]

Rowena, Bill and whoever is interested.
About ten minutes of writing. Plus, the spell check at the end!
I sat in the small café next to two blind people. At least that is what I assumed because one had a folded cane on the table beside her coffee, and the man had a ddog resting quietly under the table.
They seemed to have a lively conversation going. I tried to hear, since the man's voice seemed to have some measure of frustration in it. 
They apparently were writers and that amazed me. I did not know that blind people were writers, at least, not usually.
" This list seems to have dormant. I haven't had any feedback for many of my recent poems."
"You know, Bill, you are an extremely prolific poet and some of your poems are difficult to understand at first reading."
Yes, but they could still be acknowledged, couldn't they?"
"Yes, that would be the normal thing to do, but perhaps some feel that there has not been enough reciprocity shown in terms of their own work. To comment on a poem without a serious critique, is something a serious poet does not want to spend time on. Particularly now, when almost all on the list are sending e-mails about the conference  coming up in early July."
Bill said, "But surely many are not going.
"I agree, but that is perhaps because I am not going, and thus do not read many of the e-mails lately. But do not forget that many who are not able to go, are still busy with blogs
Submitting poetry to state contests, or having computer problems."

I think my ten minutes are gone, and I have hardly gotten a story out of this. Interesting 
Jackie Lee

Time is the school in which we learn.
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Delmore Schwartz	 


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Okay, here is my ten-minute writing snippet. No need to comment on it. I just wanted to share. I’m curious what others come up with. 

As I sat there, quietly listening to the couple sitting beside me, I realized how very important communication is. They were having an argument about who said what and why. Now, because I'm blind, I cannot see their facial expressions, but I could feel their body language as if it were as palpable as dust on the table. 

The woman spoke, voicing her opinion about the man's point of view on gay people. He had believed that gays should be able to marry, where the woman was opposed of such things. Instead of letting him explain his views, she was more excited about voicing her opinion. Neither of them listened to the other and tensions flared. Soon, the woman was pounding the table. I heard her drink spill onto the table top. Neither them of seemed to have noticed. 

A chair scraped, and the man walked away. The woman groaned, slopped up the spilled drink, and followed him out of the store. The tension that had built between them lingered; a dark heavy thickness in the air that was hard to breathe. 



R o w e n a  P o r t c h
Author of the Spirian Saga

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