EX: Writer’s Toolbox – Sixth Sense Cards

Posted on | June 8, 2009 | No Comments

It’s been a long while since I cracked open my Writer’s Toolbox to practice writing. Real Life had intruded and the desire to take photographs pushed the notion of doing so to the background.

However, I went and purchased a new kit from B&N over the weekend, called No Plot! No Problem! from the creator of NaNoWriMo and decided that come the 1st of July, I would try my hand at writing a novel. But in order to do that, I really should try practicing first.

So in short order, for a timed event with a focus of 3 minutes on each card, here are the topics of my three Sixth Sense cards:

1. Paris in August
2. a chewed-on pencil
3. a green bird in winter

It was warm and sunny, even late in August, as we walked along the Seine in Paris. We had come for our tenth anniversary, a celebration of sorts in making it thus far. Harold and I felt that the first five year has been easy compared to the next five. We had purchased our home after renting for the first five and the stress of maintaining and putting money into our own had added several burdens.  As I had been sitting down, earlier in the year, doing our tax return and fingering a very chewed-on pencil, Harold had made the suggestion that if we got enough money back in rebate, that the money should be used on a trip. I readily agreed. When I started looking online for bargain trips, I found a trip for two to Paris at a rock-bottom price. I didn’t hesitate to purchase it. We then went and got our passports. It was all so easy and everything fell into place.

The trip had been beautiful, of course. I was now looking back through the photos from our trip. It was winter outside and I needed pleasant memories to help get me through. I figured I would create a scrapbook album to commemorate the trip. I had my punches out, and my pack of 500 papers in all the colors of spring and summer. With a page dedicated to the gardens I had seen, I punched out birds and leaves of green. With splashes of pink and red, I felt refreshed. I was sure in the knowledge that Harold and I would definitely do well in the next five years.

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