I have an old work friend who would spend hours free-writing. It was awesome.
This is what happens when I free write:
Melissa has brown hair and the sun shines like the stars in the night over a mountain while the octopus plays in the water with a harp and a fisherman's net.
Don't judge--I could go on for hours. It's fun. Try it.
Melissa has brown hair and pretty blue eyes. Her legs go on for miles and her cats give smiles. She runs and drinks nettles, o Lord she never settles.
ReplyDeleteIs that just rhyming instead of free writing? Shoot. Oh well, I still had fun!