Exercise 1

A Start

Waking to baking going on in the kitchen.
Smells that tell of homemade bread in the oven
Sounds I’ve found are portending bacon in the frying pan
Feels like it’s really time to be getting up
I see that we are about to have breakfast
A taste of less haste would be a welcome beginning to the day.




Close your eyes

Close your eyes and feel the keys beneath your fingers. Let ‘em stray where they will. Let them say what they can. I’m trying to let the flow not be a foe. Become a thing that is organic and not planned.

It surely seems like a touch typist would have a better time of this than I…

I think of times long past and find myself pining for the simplicity but not the limitations that those times presented.

Whrrrr, click, buzz and bump.

Run and scream and skip and jump

This is fun and scary. I’m not sure I’m being entirely true to the exercise but at least I’m attempting to follow the spirit of the exercise..

Where do you think this will lead?

Staring at the white wall. I need to keep my back straight and the thoughts pure.

I just need to keep plodding along.