What Possessed You to Start Writing
What Possessed You to Start Writing
Oddly enough, I still remember murmur diphthongs from grammar school. By high school, I was lured into experiencing the story, which might resemble something like this excerpt from “The Mind Game Company - The Players.”
Danny: When I was in high school, a friend wanted to smoke a joint and showed me his secret spot in the auditorium. There were 20 ft. high accordion doors separating the front and back seats, which folded into a small compartment. I watched as he placed his back on one wall, bridging his feet against the other, and started climbing effortlessly to the top. I followed him up to a small platform.
“What made you think of this?”
It looked like a challenge,” he says and we had a few laughs. Same guy I tripped with and introduced me to Moody Blues, King Crimson, Pink Floyd, Beautiful Day, and a number of others. Still too naive to understand the bricks that make up the system.
And “Zap” comic books, by the “Keep on Trucking,” artist. Just put on the 3-D glasses. Let’s see, what’s his name...
Marcie: Robert Crumb, that is his name.
Danny: He was a strange one. I’m surprised you knew that.
I remember telling my English teacher, “I want to write a story,” and proceeded to share some of the imagery.
“Wow!” she says, “Sounds pretty trippy. I’d love to read it, let me know if I can help you,” but it never came to fruition. Just an epic tale lost in wonderland.
Marcie: I can imagine her reaction. Marcie lived on the wild side.
Danny: I bet you did. Why don’t you tell me about it sometime?
Marcie: Maybe I will.
***
However, accidents have a way of putting a damper on casting your cares to the wind.
Then came a creative writing class in junior college, where I wrote some poetry and started a short story, but the 3D art room is what made me feel alive. Just the beginning there’s more...
Oddly enough, I still remember murmur diphthongs from grammar school. By high school, I was lured into experiencing the story, which might resemble something like this excerpt from “The Mind Game Company - The Players.”
Danny: When I was in high school, a friend wanted to smoke a joint and showed me his secret spot in the auditorium. There were 20 ft. high accordion doors separating the front and back seats, which folded into a small compartment. I watched as he placed his back on one wall, bridging his feet against the other, and started climbing effortlessly to the top. I followed him up to a small platform.
“What made you think of this?”
It looked like a challenge,” he says and we had a few laughs. Same guy I tripped with and introduced me to Moody Blues, King Crimson, Pink Floyd, Beautiful Day, and a number of others. Still too naive to understand the bricks that make up the system.
And “Zap” comic books, by the “Keep on Trucking,” artist. Just put on the 3-D glasses. Let’s see, what’s his name...
Marcie: Robert Crumb, that is his name.
Danny: He was a strange one. I’m surprised you knew that.
I remember telling my English teacher, “I want to write a story,” and proceeded to share some of the imagery.
“Wow!” she says, “Sounds pretty trippy. I’d love to read it, let me know if I can help you,” but it never came to fruition. Just an epic tale lost in wonderland.
Marcie: I can imagine her reaction. Marcie lived on the wild side.
Danny: I bet you did. Why don’t you tell me about it sometime?
Marcie: Maybe I will.
***
However, accidents have a way of putting a damper on casting your cares to the wind.
Then came a creative writing class in junior college, where I wrote some poetry and started a short story, but the 3D art room is what made me feel alive. Just the beginning there’s more...
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