"This weekend we are playing another type of word game with you. Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge. What we want you to do is to scour the page... choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own. Your piece does not have to tell an entire story. We just want to see what you can do with this particular word bank. Punctuation is up to you. Use whatever you need, whether or not it appears in the photos."
Saturday, February 23, 2013
33 Words from the 33rd Page
Whoa, has Trifecta got an odd writing challenge this week.
"This weekend we are playing another type of word game with you. Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge. What we want you to do is to scour the page... choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own. Your piece does not have to tell an entire story. We just want to see what you can do with this particular word bank. Punctuation is up to you. Use whatever you need, whether or not it appears in the photos."
"This weekend we are playing another type of word game with you. Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge. What we want you to do is to scour the page... choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own. Your piece does not have to tell an entire story. We just want to see what you can do with this particular word bank. Punctuation is up to you. Use whatever you need, whether or not it appears in the photos."
Here's what I came up with:
Collected Signs Realize States of Mind
House: shouted umbrage - “Leave!”
Kitchen: child devour, mother abide.
Drove along, thought…
Water's edge: blankness blanket, spray,
hidden ramp.
Wild open: hollow-boned wings took off up wind.
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fiction
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I really liked the 1st two lines especially.
ReplyDeleteIt was such a difficult challenge to work with, but you have done very well.
nice choice of words, love the first line.. i so wanted to use umbrage but it didn't fit.. well done :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks y'all. This was a fun one to try to get my head around. Glad it came out accessible at all.
I like the mother abide the best. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteMothers do.
DeleteI like this collection of words! It's like each line tells a new story.
ReplyDeleteIn my mind, it is a story of a marital tiff: the father getting kicked out of the house and driving down to the waterfront where he watches a bird take off, free (and maybe imagines himself free of wife and child)... but that's cool that it also reads as multiple stories.
DeleteThanks for reading!
Uttley
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ReplyDeletewild open . . . and who among us doesn't want that sometimes. The sea is my solace often. Well done.
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DeleteYes - we are stunted by the artificial environment we have created.
Raw nature is inspiring and humbling.
I miss the sea.
In my piece, I was going for the notion of helping children grow wings by exposing them to the beauty and wonder of Nature. Same vibe as yours but, different route to arrive at that destination. Well done. Nice that the words allow such a wide range of creative choice.
ReplyDeleteLove the kitchen line!
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