Tag: Interpretation

SHE Got What HE Gave Her…

She’s the one for the next dance.

He thought as he drove his truck toward the side of the road.

She displays a slight smile as I approach.
She displayed a slight smile as he approached. 

He smiled, knowingly, as the music screamed out through the open windows.

She changes her face into a glow as I extend my hand.
She changed her face into a glow as he extended his hand.

He could picture the outcome as he sounded the horn.

She graciously engages my offered frame.
She graciously engaged his offered frame.

He knew she was expecting to be picked up.

She transforms my leads into beautiful motions.
She transformed his leads into beautiful motions.

He slowed as she lifted her shopping bags, no rush, he thought.

She glides the floor with grace and elegance.
She glided the floor with grace and elegance.

He said aloud, “All the more perfect!”

She makes me feel like the king of the ballroom.
She made him feel like the king of the ballroom.

He knew, however, he was nothing of the sort.

She smiles in appreciation as the music ends.
She smiled in appreciation as the music ended.

He wanted to savour the reaction without any other external noise.

She is the one.

He laughed, as he drove through the puddle of water by the bus stop, totally drenching her… her screams faded as he sped away.

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I’m still operating on reduced power, but wanted to participate in this blogging challenge originated by Frank over at A Frank Angle.

Frank’s challenge is to write a sentence to follow on from a first sentence written by Frank, and then all combinations make up a story. I had to amend the context of Frank’s words just a little so that they would work with my ideas. I think it works.

KEY – This is to ensure that the above story does make (at least a little) sense.

This colour indicates Frank’s original sentence.
This colour is my amended version of Frank’s sentence.
This colour is my reaction to the previous sentence.

It was fun to write, although it highlights a particular devilish side of humanity that tends to crop up from time to time… although when it happens when I’m driving, it is entirely by accident. Honest!!! (Not that I have ever driven a truck, I must add!)

Visit Frank’s site for more entries to his challenge… or have a go for yourself. Further details are on his site.

Pinky and Perky

Presenting Pinky and Perky (not their real names*)

Always minding their own business and never minding each other, perching apart just enough from each other yet close enough to appear together at the same time, providing a united front, their body language provides a few clues about their relationship.

Pinky holds a higher authority, and Perky is subservient.

Pinky is alert and Perky aloof.

Pinky wants freedom and Perky is happy as is.

Pinky is wide awake and Perky is sound asleep.

Pinky can’t stand Perky’s snoring.

Perky can’t stand Pinky’s whining.

Pinky blames Perky for getting them both locked outside of their cage.

Pinky wouldn’t listen when Perky said they were still locked inside the run.

Pinky couldn’t settle on top of the cage, Perky was most comfortable.

Pinky had internal ruffled feathers, Perky just went with the flow.

pink squares

I’m just going with the flow as well. Posting the occasional #InThePink post for Becky’s September Squares challenge (the link above will take you to many more pink-themed pics), and having fun doing so!

*I was contemplating pixelating Pinky and Perky’s faces for this post, but that would have hidden their perfect expressions. And besides, their noms de plume protect their identities perfectly.

Starting Somewhere

I have just painted my first ever acrylic on canvas painting, at the grand old age of 24 (ahem).

It’s rough and blocky and splotchy, but I quite like how it has turned out. The trees still need a bit of work, and I think I’ll need to paint out the stars as they do nothing whatsoever for the picture. And the paint hasn’t yet dried, as is usually the case when I ‘finish’ a painting – I need to capture the moment there and then! I also need to have a rethink about my signature as well… but it fits with this painting as it too is chunky, blocky and the rest.

It’s only a small square canvas, not quite as large (or rectangular) as a sheet of A4 paper, but just the right size to start with. A while ago, I bought quite a few canvases (canvi?) some of which are, at the moment, quite daunting in size, but one day I shall go for it.

Now though, I’m keeping things manageable.

But, it’s a start, and everything starts somewhere.

Muse

Debbie’s theme for One Word Sunday this week is ‘Muse’, and my interpretation is of the time just before the muse, or the moment of inspiration, strikes.

I’ve experienced many moments like this (and sometimes they last longer than a mere moment, I don’t mind telling you!), but muse is always around. Lurking. Somewhere!

Visit Debbie at Travel By Intent on the link below for more interpretations of the theme:

One Word Sunday