Sometimes we beg for time to speed up.
Sometimes we pray for it to stop.
Some experiences seem like they last only for minutes, even though they really last a whole day.
Other experiences, like the dentist drilling out the hole in your cavity, seem to go on forever, even though it's really only minutes.
Hmmm, do our feelings and emotions influence how we see time?
Here's something for your writer's notebook this week.
Create two lists: one of experiences you enjoy and one of things that are BORING. (You may want to pause a moment and think about what makes those times boring.)
List as many as you can for each.
day at the beach cleaning my room
the Fair! that class (everybody has one!)
assemblies mowing the lawn
vacation full week
Now, here's where you get creative and let your writing brain work its magic.
Take something from your BORING list and write about it. Think about what could happen in that moment that would make the event interesting.
Here's my quick sample of what could happen in a boring classroom:
Seriously? I have got to be in some kind of time warp. It is a scientific fact. When I step into this classroom time sloooowwws. No lie. I looked at the clock a good five minutes ago and it has not moved once! Not one iota!
"Psst. Psst! Hey! You, brown haired girl."
I turn around as an eraser pokes me in the armpit.
"Geez, don't turn around! He'll see you, amateur."
I'm not sure which is louder the whisper or the huff that comes after it. So, now what? Whisper guy wants my attention, but I'm not supposed to turn around, am I supposed to guess?
A note drops over my shoulder, folded multiple times in that little football shape the boys like so much. I finger it. It's awfully thick, must contain some juicy piece of information.
"Ouch!" I clamp my hand over my mouth as I get poked again. If I could shoot pencil guy a nasty look I would.
The kids around me freeze, like deer. The moments tick by, one, two, three. Phew. Mr. Mortenson hasn't heard a thing. He's just droning on about the periodic table, going through each and every one, just like he does every blessed day of class.
"Pass - it - up! To Beatrice."
Beatrice? Since when does Beatrice get thick, juicy notes?
Hmmm. This class doesn't sound so boring now, does it? I already have a couple of characters I am curious about. My writing brain is saying, "Ooh, who's Beatrice? And why doesn't she get many notes? And what does this note say? And why is it so thick?" I think I may continue with this one a little bit!
Go make your lists. Think about those moments that may appear 'less than stellar.' The stories are hiding there, too.