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Q&A a Day for Writers: Immortality

Todayʻs prompt is on immortality. Create a character who is immortal and explain what they struggle with.

One day she woke up, many many years ago and knew immediately that something had changed. It was her 33rd year around the sun. Her younger siblings continued to age and become old, and yet, she stayed the same.

Sheʻs had some lovers here and there but whatʻs the point if each one will leave her? She was never able to have a family and she has never found someone that shares this curse. Sheʻs watched as every single one of her family members moved to different parts of the world and passed on. They began to forget as each new generation was born. They forgot that she was family – so she decided to separate herself.

Besides all of those “ailments”, if you will. Her biggest gripe is not being able to save everyone. Sheʻs lived through many wars, many pandemics, and many regimes and has seen so much pain and destruction. Although she has lived for so long, she has not found a way to fully help the people of the earth. For as the years go by, so does industrialization. There are only a few places left untouched. There is always something blocking her way.

Yes, living forever could be a gift, but to her, it has always been a curse. For the things she is trying to do, the things that make us all human: loving, having special people to grow old with, sharing secrets, changing someoneʻs life, is not measurable or possible when you can never die.

“Immortality is a terrible curse”

– Simone De Beauvoir

Happy Curl, Happy Girl

Signing off,

Tales of a Curly Island Girl

Q&A a Day f0r Writers: Poem from a Bookshelf

Todayʻs prompt sent me on a little journey!

Go to the edge of a bookshelf, count seven books in, and select the seventh page and the seventh sentence. Make a poem about something in that sentence.

Alright, so I chose the seventh book on my first shelf, which ended up being Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll. Page 7 is actually the first page of Chapter 1 and the last sentence of the page is actually only the third sentence (Carroll had very long sentences). Therefore, I will need to go onto the next page, haha.

“First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the side of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.” Carroll 8

Here we go! (Iʻm doing free verse, because that one comes more naturally to me)

I can’t see

Itʻs too dark to see anything.
Will anyone light a flame for me?
Will anyone reach out a hand?
Iʻve been sitting in this space - in my head
for I don't know how long. 
Sometimes I see pictures of what could be and what has been
kinda like maps with journeys waiting to be taken.
But I canʻt see that far.
I donʻt see the destination - itʻs out of reach
and out of sight because
its too dark to see anything.

This was a short one for you folks, maybe Iʻll incorporate more free verse poems in my posts – just for additional creative stimulation.

I like to write free verse a lot more than other types of poetry, because I am not as familiar with them. I also like not having rules when being creative.

This was a fun exercise and is simple to try for yourself! If you do try it, let me know what you come up with!

Happy Curl, Happy Girl

Signing off,

Curly Island Girl