Day 9:
Where are days 5-8? Coming, sorry, I had some teething problems and was away. Needed more time off-line.
Today’s word: ‘Stranger’.
Was a bit stuck, so perimeters quickly set; the orchestration was strictly for wind instruments. Mulled over what ‘stranger’ meant: think mysterious, unknown, my person is a bit quirky, smokes fags in alley ways.
This is what I did:
stranger
mournfully lonely, drifting like slowly dissipating wisps of smoke… makes me want to light a cigarette and listen to the crackling as it smoulders.