We have been busy writer-bees at the Dadisman/Stalnaker hall
Bolton Workshops. (Can’t you wait until there are real bees?!) Two weeks ago,
we used Chuck Palahniuk’s and Bret Easton Ellis’s character-monologues to inspire
our own serial killers. Warning: such an exercise surprises not just your
friends but also yourself, especially your answer to the question “Who is your killer’s
favorite victim?” *Chills*
Last night, Nick, Karli, Morgan, Lacey, Shannon, and I
covered the topics of hospitals and funerals: not much less chilling! I was so
shocked at the material these writers have. I told them to quit talking,
start writing, and get those nonfiction essays published immediately. There was
a stunningly elemental comparison of hospitals and funeral homes, a
five-year-old girl who bit her dentist and got smacked for it, a very
compressed expression of “I hate hospitals,” vials of blood, a broken ankle from a painful horse-kick,
and multiple blown veins when a nurse, this writer supposed, plotted for her
to look like a drug addict.
Among this conversation, the lasagna was cheesy-good, the
garlic bread was buttery-good, and George the dog rustled playfully upstairs.
Thanks for Debbi and David for always creating the warm, happy atmosphere.
We will meet again on Monday, March 11, at 6:30pm for a
poetic ode-frenzy. See you there!
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