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by Henk ter Heide on Saturday November 26, 2011

in Free writing

Maybe today I’ll get to a thousand words.

there are books in the book case. The stand there waiting to be read. Although I’ve already read a large part of those books. They could leave. Go on some treasure hunt of their own.
Just imagine what would happen if all those stories became the central figure in their own adventure.
What would happen if Verne’s Captain Nemo would meet Karl May’s Old Shatterhand. You would get a adventure that played out in a submarine with Indian on horseback riding round shooting at each other.

There. I’ve done it.
I’ve found an idea to write a story about.
Well actually this was it. I don’t know anything else to say about the story and I don’t think I’m going to write it. But it is fun to know that it is so easy to think up an idea.

Argh. Only 144 words. These not included.
This free writing does feel like pulling teeth.

On second thought. It is an idea. It might not be such a useful idea, but it is an idea.
Free writing isn’t about writing a thousand words. It’s about getting ideas.


Free writing

by Henk ter Heide on Friday November 25, 2011

in Free writing

I’m writing this while sitting behind my computer. Computers are machine you can use to play games and do other fun things. There are more then enough games you can play in your garden. In gardens you’ll find flowers and grass to play on. Not to say that you can play on flowers. You could of course but your mother probably wouldn’t like it.
When your mother becomes mad at you, you’ll wont be allowed to play out side. The out side of the car is red. The in side is brown. You can use a car to drive to your work. Or you can use it to go on holiday.
They’re coming to take me away.
Well no actually they are coming to take my phone away. It’s having some problems.
Only 850 more words to write for today.
If I don’t write a 1000 words when I’m free writing it’s not much of a challenge.
That is I don’t do it for the challenge but just to get some ideas. I am repeating my self.

The dirty fox run through a field of strawberries. I hope the fox likes strawberries. But if he doesn’t I’ll glad to help him finish them.

Is it allowed to walk away while I’m free writing and continue when I return. I think it is. It’s me who is doing the writing so I can decide for myself.

I must say. I love to write when I know what I want to say. But free writing feels like pulling teeth. It clearly is some kind of work.
I don’t get paid enough to do this free writing.
But then I don’t get paid to do anything on this blog. So either I teach myself to do something worthwhile or I could as well just stop what I’m doing.
I bet that when I just go on with this something worthwhile will come up.
After all I already got passed the feeling of having nothing to say apart from saying that I have nothing to say.
That’s progress.

It’s a lovely day here in the Netherlands. Not very cold and no rain. Which is perfect for this time of year.
Usually our falls are very wet. Today I even saw some sun through the clouds.
Last few days have been very foggy.

Luckily we don’t have the thick fogs they used to have in London. Where you couldn’t see 3 feed in front of you. But it was fairly thick.
Well actually you could see for a few dozen meters.
But everything gets so depressed when the view is grey.

The strangest thing.
Ever since the last update of WordPress most times when you click the save draft button you get a window asking whether you want to leave the page or stay on the page.
It took me for ever to figure out that you actually are supposed to push the leave button. If you click the stay button the reloading of the page will stall.

I don’t think I’ll reach a 1000 words today. This are only 515 words including this one. But I do believe this is a learning experience. I will become better at this.
So tomorrow I will try again.


Free writing

by Henk ter Heide on Saturday November 19, 2011

in Free writing

Yesterday the free writing exercise really worked. After thinking up some ideas I really got at something I could write about.
So now the pressure is on. I should be able to think of something today.
Probably I won’t.

Anyway. I could write about the birds and the bees. I won’t because I don’t know very much about making children. Seeing as I don’t have any.
Just kidding. I have been told in school how people make children. But being gay I don’t have much experience with girls.
Non at all actually.

I could write about the plants and the grass. Or the cars and the buses. Or the houses and the apartment buildings.
Or how it is with the weather.
Apparently we’re in for a heavy winter this year.
Last month I read in the papers that it will get to minus 23 degrees C. But not in the Netherlands but in England.
Which is a good thing.

I don’t think that I’ve ever have experienced something like that.
Or actually I am sure. I never have.
I would expect that the trains would come to a stand still. What would mean that I couldn’t go to my work.
What’s worse is that the shopping mall would probably run into problems stocking the place up. Which in turn would get problematic for me since I only have a few days of food in my house.

I’ve written about half a page of text. Which means that I should go on and write some more.
But for the moment I’m happy that I’ve gotten rid of the blank page that was staring at me a few minutes ago.



by Henk ter Heide on Friday November 18, 2011

in Free writing

I ran out of story ideas.
Well actually not, but I just get bored from only writing about me.
There should be so many more, more interesting stories to tell.

This afternoon I realized that I’ve become so used to thinking about problems that I can’t think about anything else.
But it stands to reason to expect that if I just stop thinking about problems something else will come up.

I could write about the sun shining through the clouds.
Or I could right about write and left.

I could tell a story about a trek I ones made through the snow to the local shopping mall to buy food and sweets to enjoy during the Christmas days.

Everything was white. About 10 cm of snow had fallen. What is unusual for the Netherlands.
(Funny to think that if you cross the Pacific in a straight line you’ll get to Canada where they have 2 meter of snow every year.)
Anyway. Usually I go by bike. But because of the snow that was impossible. So I walk and it was lovely.
There where a lot of people walking about. Some to do their shopping. Others where enjoying the snow and the ice and the silence.

That was what struck me most.
The silence.
It was as though the city had come to a stand and surrendered to nature. There were hardly any cars and motorbikes on the road. There where a few cyclist but most of them walk with their bikes on there hand.

At the parking lot of the mall a bulldozer was busy clearing the snow.
I’ve never even seen that in the Netherlands.

The super market was filled with people doing their last Christmas shopping.
Usually shopping takes about 10 minutes. This time it took me more then half an hour to find that most of the stuff I wanted was sold out.

The way back was again very peaceful.
I ran into some neighbors who had some difficulty getting through the snow.
But even they loved it.


Free writing 1

by Henk ter Heide on Friday October 28, 2011

in Free writing

one two and that is three blossoms are hanging on a tree
goals of writing free
mostly to become a better writer
and to find subjects to write about
and to find a way to free my mind

blossoms apple be applebee. is this a word. apparently not because the spell checker protests.
and so my mind isn’t racing. my mind is only racing when I’m not behind my keyboard. and that is the point of free writing. hoping to find a way to get my mind racing when I am behind my keyboard.

there is a bird flying through the air. or does this sound as though the bird is exploding.

I walked away for a few hours hoping I would get inspired to write some more.
But the only way to do this is just do it.
Just sit here until I’ve written a few pages worth of text.

Knowing what I’m writing about is not really the object at this point. just writing.

I’ve tried this before. But since I never knew what I was writing about I was tempted to just write about the fact that I didn’t know what I was writing about.
Which is very boring.
Of course this was just in Word. So nobody but myself ever read it. Which on the one hand meant that I could get away with it. But of course it also meant that I didn’t do it for very long. It always felt as a experiment that went wrong.

Now I want to try to just type anything that comes to mind. There doesn’t have to be any story line to it. Actually it doesn’t even have to be real words. I could just make them up if I wanted.

tree apartment building car people who are people is a song by barbra streisand if I’m not mistaken. this spell checker doesn’t seem to know who streisand is.
looking at the world I see something. I’m not sure what it is I’m seeing. Or even whether I’m seeing anything. It just felt like a nice sentence.

In front of my on my desk I have several objects. I few pens, pencils a what do you call it. A thing to make photos with.
The strange thing is that when I’m not trying to write my words down I’m quite good in talking English to myself. I even tier myself talking to myself for no good reason. But when I try to write it down I can’t remember what objects are called.
I’m sure that if I go back to watching TV I’ll remember within a few minutes what you call the object you use to make pictures.
But for the life of me. For the moment I can’t.
And there it is. A camera of course.

Of course this also sums up the reason for this free writing practice.
Usually I spend whole days thinking about how I’m going to write something in this blog. Instead of just thinking up a subject and then writing the post when I’m sitting behind the pc.
It means that if I don’t have the time during my working day to think about the post I want to write, I don’t write it. Because I’m afraid that I will not know what to say by the time I get behind my pc.
Thinks would be much easier, and probably more fun, if I could think of a subject during the day and then trust myself enough to write the post when I’m sitting behind my pc.

Apples eggs and other stuff you can use to make a dish of food that you can eat.
Actually I would like something to eat. Not that I’m hungry or so, but I would just love to leave my house and go to the snack bar and have them make me something to.
I think this is called procrastination.
Let’s not do that.

By the way, I’ve turned commenting of.
Seth Godin advised that for people who are trying to free write on a blog. And it seems like good advise.
Just writing what pops into your mind is scary enough without people telling you that you’re doing something wrong.
So in a few weeks, hopefully, when I’m feeling a little more secure about the whole writing process I will turn commenting back on.
Or maybe not. Seeing that I’m getting more spam then actual comment.

The difficult part of free writing seems to be that you have to go on with writing long after you passed the point where you can’t think of anything else to say.
But I find that I’m doing everything I can think of to prevent myself from ever reaching that point.
Or when I reach that point I quickly find something else to do. Isn’t internet a sweet thing. As much distraction as you wish.