Making It Up As We Go Along – Part Five

© Nicole Keane

© Nicole Keane

Theme: Yes, AND…

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by Jess

“Sing? To you? Here? Now?”

Lesley shrugged, a full-bodied motion that filled the remaining space of the small lift. “You know of a better place than here and now?”

If Dru was being honest with herself, “here and now” was the only stable place she could think of. There was the past, which evaded her with every passing moment. There was the future, which somehow seemed tethered to letting go of the past. The present, however, felt steady and sure. The present didn’t judge her or beg her to remember. The present just was. Continue reading

Making It Up as We Go Along – Part 4

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© Nicole Keane

Theme: Yes, AND…

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by Melissa

Marguerite was almost blue in the face when Drucilla turned to see her by the curtain. The images of Drucilla’s father, Paolo, dehydrated and lying on the floor, disappeared. They were for sure not her real memories; how could they be? She hadn’t been born.

Drucilla wasn’t sure how long she had stood there but a lack of music coupled with a lack of applause told Drucilla she herself wasn’t meant to still be on stage. Marguerite, flapped her clipboard, waving for Drucilla to walk towards her. Finally Marguerite approached and guided her backstage. Continue reading

Making It Up as We Go Along – Part III

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Theme: Yes, AND…

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by Gesa

While singing, the image of a woman began to form in front of Drucilla’s closed eyes. A young woman, not exactly beautiful, but somehow breathtaking. A person you want to look at. A person you have the urge to talk to. Be with. Be touched by. At least get a glimpse of attention.

Drucilla did not know whom she pictured, but her heart was flooded with warmth. The exact memory of that woman, her mother, was long gone. Her name, her stories. But the sound of her voice, the sound of her laughing hijacked Drucilla’s emotions. The distant memory of her mother made her feel protected and beloved. While singing, she did not see the audience in front of her. Neither did she hear her own voice. Her own singing let her forget that she had forgotten. And suddenly, up on that stage under the spotlight, a flurry of distant memories came fluttering back to her. Continue reading

Making It Up as We Go Along – Part Deux

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© 2015 Nicole Keane

Theme: Yes, AND…

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by Laura Gene

Drucilla finished licking the peanut butter off her index finger and the sides of her hand that had rubbed against the opening of the jar. Her “man-hands”, as her high school friends used to call them, did not match her childlike frame. Unaware of her past taunts, she licked unabashedly, blissfully unaware of the faux pas of cleaning one’s hands in public with your mouth. As she placed the jar of peanut butter and saucered teacup underneath her chair for safekeeping, the lady with the clipboard stood still, watching Drucilla’s every move with increasing impatience and disbelief.

“Now, Drucilla. Do you need a special invitation? Get on your mark already,” she said. Continue reading

Making it up as we go along

 

© Nicole Keane

© Nicole Keane

 

Theme: Yes, AND…

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by Kat

GMGM has two new things: a gorgeous banner and a sanity salvaging schedule. We will now post once a week so that we (the authors) and you (our gracious audience) can better savor the fruits of our labor.

The thing is, writing (at least for our purposes) is the act of creating something from scratch for an audience – mainly the big three: moms, Facebook and one’s internal reviewer. You want to be compelling. You want people to read your work. You hope not to sound like an idiot. Stumbling blocks are often a welcome reprieve – taking over the imagination, becoming larger than the task at hand, and enticing writers to bend into pangs of procrastination and fully-fledged writer’s block. This often results in succumbing to days or weeks of Netflix only to finally face draft copy during a severe bout of deadline-fueled endorphins.

In an attempt to square off with these stumbling blocks, this round, we authors are going to use the improv principle of Yes, AND, which would normally occur onstage line by line with proper improv actors. As far-flung contributors, we don’t have the luxury of immediate feedback, so the rules are a bit different: Each author has to accept the basic premise of the previous posts (the character, the plot). Once they have done so, they also add something new. The idea here is to spark some collective creativity (forcing all of us to contribute to a shared narrative) and foster a community of supportive risk-taking. You know, team building, group hugs, blah blah blah. Continue reading