Today’s morning prompt is “perplexed” . Come join us in Second Life® or work from home at 6am PDT for 15 minutes of writing inspired by the word.
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FAQs
I found #dailydash/#writersdash on Twitter, what is it?
The Writers’ Dash (#writersdash or #dailydash on Twitter) is a 15-minute free writing exercise held on Twitter, Facebook and Second Life® every weekday. At 5:30am & 5:30pm PDT we share the word prompt on our social media channels; the live event begins in Second Life® at 6am & 6pm PDT. Write whatever comes to you. Don’t fixate too heavily on what you are writing and disengage your inner editor – the key is for you to get the words on the page first; you can worry about editing later. If you are attending the live event in Second Life® there will be an opportunity for you to show your work to the other participants after the 15 minutes are up. If you are unable to attend the live event you can share your work on our blog. Just look out for the prompt post and leave your dash piece as a comment.
Do I have to do the Writers’ Dash in Second Life®?
No, you can do it at home, if you prefer. We share the prompt word at 5:30am & 5:30pm PDT on Twitter and Facebook and start the timer in Second Life® at 6am/6pm PDT every weekday.
How do I join the live event in Second Life®?
You will first need to join Second Life® through the Second Life® website. Go to http://www.secondlife.com to start the process. It’s free to join.
Click on the JOIN NOW button and this will take you to the Registration screen. Here you simply fill in your personal details and choose a name and look for your avatar. Don’t worry too much about your avatar’s appearance as there will be plenty of opportunity to tweak it once you are inworld.
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Follow the signs and read the information boards as you come to them. There is also a brief Second Life® tutorial provided on screen. Try and absorb as much information as possible but be mindful that you can always return to Caledon at a later date if there is something you feel you missed. At the very least try and understand the most important concepts such as how to move, how to talk and your camera controls.
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About Virtual Writers, Inc.
Virtual Writers, Inc. is a free online writers’ community first established in 2007 and committed to showcasing established and emerging writers in a range of interactive and immersive environments. Here we learn to experiment with digital, social and virtual world platforms to push the creative envelope and develop a strong, unique voice.
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PERPLEXED
So many things perplexed Jenny when she was growing up.
.
Why do grownups tell us to always be polite,
but they don’t live that way?
.
Why do grownups tell us to be honest,
but often they aren’t?
.
Why does that girl say mean things to other girls,
but she’s part of the popular group
who gets to do the interesting things first?
.
Why do the characters on those soap operas always seem surprised
when they get into trouble for fooling around with someone else’s spouse,
or stealing money at work, or cheating in their business?
.
Why do so many people act as if they think only those like themselves
have any brains, good ideas, talents?
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How come the same people who are so holy in church
cut cars off in traffic and push ahead of others in the store?
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Finally Jenny concluded that she had to choose her own standards in life
and stick with them.
Franja Russell 7-10-2012
Marie’s eyes narrowed as she saw Paul and a strange woman laughing and holding hands outside the movie theater. She stormed up to them and slapped him. Hard.
“What the hell!” Hand to his face, he growled at her, “Marie, what is your fucking problem.”
“Fuck you,” she said, “Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. My sister is marrying you next week and you have the fucking balls to be out at the movies making kissy noises with someone else?”
The woman beside him suddenly started laughing. After a moment, Paul joined her.
“What’s so funny,” Marie demanded.
“Ah…” Paul’s laughing trailed off, “You know, I was sure this was gonna bite me in the ass, but I’m not allowed to tell you.” He shrugged a bit uncomfortably, “Call your sister and she’ll explain.”
And they just started walking off. Marie stared after them in shock.
After a moment she pulled out her cellphone, speed dialed her sister, “Sis, I’m really, really sorry, but I gotta tell you. I think you need to call of the wedding. Paul is cheating on you… Yeah, yeah I’m sure. I saw him coming out of the movie theater making kissy face with some stranger… you mean you knew about her?… I… yeah, I guess we can talk later… I interrupted your DATE- but Paul was just… your boyfriend… BUT YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED!”
“Yes, that’s what I saw,” said the man chewing his fingernails and mumbling his words hesitant. “It was a body. I am sure, it was a body.”
The policeman tried to understand whether the man had been drinking or not. He seemed to be sober enough; he didn’t stink of alcohol either.
“That’s what I saw…”
“Floating?” asked the policeman.
“Well… sort of… hovering.”
“Hovering?”
The man looked left and right as if afraid to be caught in a lie.
“And, tell me, what was the hovering body doing?”
“Just hovering… towards the light.”
“What light?” asked the policemen struggling not to laugh.
“The light above him.”
“There was a light?”
“Yes, there was.”
“It’s usually a tunnel and a light. But no tunnel here?”
The man looked at the policeman.
“Well, never mind. I have to go home,” and he walked away quickly disappearing in the darkness at the end of the street.
The policeman shrugged and continued down the street.
In the meantime, in the grey dark concrete building no one dare to go in, strange creatures wrapped numbed people in sterile cloth and teleported them away for scientific tests.
©2012 Lizzie Gudkov
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