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A215 Activity 8.7

Take the situation of a clown putting on make-up before an illuminated mirror. He has just been evicted from his flat. Write up to 250 words of Writing his thoughts, using stream of consciousness.

The tears of a clown. I paint them on, black pencil in hand, tear shape. I am so practised at this, just as I am practised at crying the real thing. Homeless, oh my God, where will i go tonight. Bags are sitting behind. Perhaps I can sleep here. Tears threaten, But not now. I must not cry now, it will ruin the paint on tears. No one wants to see my face streaked with black. No, time to paint on the false smile. Big red lips. Gruesome some might think. Like the joker in batman. Not really a smile but an injury. Slashed by life, blood red wound. My teeth look yellow – too much nicotine, breathing in smoke, breathing in death, and painting on a smile and false tears. Dying inside, have been for years. Dying, dying, dead. Take the knife end it. Who would care. Wouldn’t need a bed then, just a coffin and the cold damp earth. Welcome it, embrace it. Blessed darkness, as black as the paint in my hand. No, it is time to go. The show must go on.

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A215 Activity 8.6

Using Girl as a model, write a set of intimidating or satirical instructions in the second person about how to be a writer.

Want to be a writer? This is what you have to do. You sit in front of a computer screen and stare at the white rectangle that is a new document in Word. And then you write. Try not to think about what you are writing. You need to let the words flow. No, stop that. No editing. You don’t care about spelling and grammar right now. All you care about is filling that pristine snow with black shapes, small or long, it matters not. Your fingers must tap an unbroken rhythm on the keys. Your shoulders may begin to ache, but you mustn’t stop. You want to be a writer, then you must write. Word after word after word.

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A215 Activity 8.1

Recall an argument you have had with someone. Write about the quarrel from your opponent’s point of view, using third-person limited omniscience.

He was just trying to bring people in from the cold November air. It had seemed a good idea at the time. Just open the door and let them stand in reception. He hadn’t expected the theatre manager to get irate about it. Maybe she had a point. But on the other hand people were standing outside in sub-zero temperatures, their noses turning blue as they peered through the glass at the toasty warm space inside.
She hadn’t actually said he was an idiot, but he could see it in her eyes. The crowd had also witnessed the clash of wills. Look at the way they cowered against the wall when he tried to move them through to another area. OK, maybe that hadn’t been the smartest move either. The room was empty though. He hadn’t thought it a problem.
‘Why can’t they wait in here?’ he’d protested as she tried to back the crowd away from the doors into the theatre. ‘It is an empty room.’
‘Because then they can get into the offices and through other doors into the theatre that don’t have ticket staff on them.’ Her voice had been sharp with annoyance. ‘And besides, then you’ll have people coming from two directions into one space’.
She was definitely pissed off with him. Yet still he stood his ground. Now, though, the crowd had decided not to get embroiled in the argument.
‘We are fine right here,’ a woman at the front of the mass said.
‘Thank you!’ the theatre manager said, shooting him a scathing look.
He shook his head and turned tail. He’d just been trying to help.

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