Archive for October 2009

Comedian- Daily Object Writing- Oct 20

Oct 19th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Current issues, domestic issues, personal issues – all thrown into the hopper. He opens his funnel mouth to let a flow of invective spray out, his mouth is a fire hose spraying down the audience, watering down their watered down beer, as he tries to dredge a laugh from their silt pit souls. They’ve come [...]



Fortune Teller- Daily Object Writing – Oct 19th

Oct 18th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

A side show tent at the local town show, looks like something from the days of King Arthur and the knights, hooped edges with pointy top and folds of cloth like elelphant hide gathering in toward the door. $20 for a reading the sign says – curiosity’s head rises, its fangs ready to bite at [...]



Newspaper- Daily Object Writing – Oct 18

Oct 17th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

What’s for breakfast? Another mish-mash of news, information and lifestyle articles. A moving feast that swings from page to page eyes scanning left to right on jungle vines of columns and paragraphs. Hands wrapped around the greasy vines of opinion and observation that sink down to the roots, embedded in th earth and some reality [...]



Bingo – Daily Object Writing -Oct 17

Oct 17th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Legs Eleven’, the caller yells through popping poorly amplified microphone, balls tickle the cage as they tumble and battle each other for the next roll call, clattering about like ice being crushed in a blender. ‘Two fat ladies ‘eighty eight’….. Is there a colloquialism for each number? Do we care as we sit with pens [...]



Bed & Breakfast – Daily Object Writing – Oct 16

Oct 15th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Sinking down into a lumpy bed with fresh lemon linen, face rubbing and delighting in the newness. Sleep of the exhausted, muscles weighed down with lead from another 20 kilometers, now the safe haven. The island in the stream. Framed prints of blandness adorn walls. Toiletries supplied. Tiny shampoos and soaps in push button dispensers. [...]



Whisper- Object Writing – Oct 15

Oct 14th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

She cupped her hand and whispered in my ear. It was crystal clear, an arctic morning cracking across my ear drum. It tasted of clear mint lollies and pristine overwhite landscapes. Vowels tickled my eardrums like someone stroking a purring cat. It was sweeter and softer than melting ice cream at a movie theatre. Not [...]



Cowboy – Daily Object Writing – Oct 13

Oct 12th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

He lives a pedal to the metal life, driving a utility that trails whipping antennas, plastered with stickers belittling women in every possible way. On the road he’s a cowboy- ignoring the speed limit, weaving in and out of traffic on the highway without a care. He lives the same way at the rodeo, riding [...]



Handiwork- Daily Object Writing – Oct 12th

Oct 11th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

There’s a satisfaction when you lean back and look at the finished product. The smell of solvents still in the air, the delicate lines etched onto the wings, the matching camouflage colours, the precision , the detail, all courtesy of your hands and eye. Very satisfying, and sure it might not be quite as good [...]



Bully – Daily Object Writing- Oct 11th

Oct 10th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Bullies use words like arrows and actions like cannons to make you squirm and writhe in agony Is it something to do with size I wonder, that a bully is bigger than you, that there’s intimidation because of that, or is it an air of superiority………. Driving to the airport the other day, I was [...]



Freight Train- Daily Object Writing- Oct 10th

Oct 9th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Wayne used to live by the railway line and when a train came by the hammers would knock on black domes and lights would alternate from side to side hypnotically flashing a warning as the passenger train to Warranambool came or went. At other times a freight train would come clickety clunking by. They’d go [...]