The exercise:
Write about: recognition.
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Showing posts with label Recognition Prompt. Show all posts
Wednesday March 13th, 2013
The exercise:
Write about: recognition.
Got a few things done around here today. Was feeling pretty good until after dinner, at which point my energy levels crashed. Hard.
Maybe the cold will be all gone tomorrow?
That would be nice.
Mine:
I stand in the middle of the plaza, perfectly still. I could be one of the statues in the fountain behind me, if I chose. Spitting water for the tourists who would drop coins at my feet.
But that is not my purpose here.
Instead, I study the face of every man, woman, and child who passes before me. Not all of them meet my gaze, either too startled by my brashness or too spooked by my intensity. That's fine, I don't need every passerby to return my interest.
Just one.
I'm looking for a hitch, the tiniest of pauses. A widening of a mouth, a flash of recognition in an eye. I will wait. I can be patient.
Someone here must know who I am.
Write about: recognition.
Got a few things done around here today. Was feeling pretty good until after dinner, at which point my energy levels crashed. Hard.
Maybe the cold will be all gone tomorrow?
That would be nice.
Mine:
I stand in the middle of the plaza, perfectly still. I could be one of the statues in the fountain behind me, if I chose. Spitting water for the tourists who would drop coins at my feet.
But that is not my purpose here.
Instead, I study the face of every man, woman, and child who passes before me. Not all of them meet my gaze, either too startled by my brashness or too spooked by my intensity. That's fine, I don't need every passerby to return my interest.
Just one.
I'm looking for a hitch, the tiniest of pauses. A widening of a mouth, a flash of recognition in an eye. I will wait. I can be patient.
Someone here must know who I am.
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