Liese! Song!
Hee. I really enjoy working with the word limit in song form. It makes me so much more aware of what it is, exactly, I'm trying to say. I must say, the drabble community has improved my songwriting outside of the community, too. Good exercise.
Of course, 100 words limitation wreaks a certain amount of havoc with verse/chorus structure, but that's good for me, too.
OK, I actually read TB's as a drabble.
Liese, I've been on a lyric binge for months, which is bizzarro, since it had been easily 20 years since I'd written any at all. But these days, it's all about the music, you know?
Yup, you're pretty immersed in it, it's not too much of a surprise the lyrics are coming.
For me, I've been off & on for a while. Lately it's been more off than on, but I'm thinking there may be some creativity on the horizon. I can feel it tickling the back of my throat.
Also? That wasn't a drabble? I thought it was.
TB's read like a drabble - I kept wondering why he hadn't given it a title.
Beneath the Surface (100 words)
After dinner, while I'm loading the dishwasher, of all things, you
come up behind me and place your hand in the small of my back as you
thank me for the meal. I close my eyes, and the image hits me: turning
around and kissing you until we're both breathless, laying you out
right there on the dining room table, using my hands and mouth on you
until everyone in the entire apartment complex knows what you sound
like in the throes of passion.
If I turn around, will you really see me? Or just what you've come to
expect?
Karl, that's a lovely thing to read this morning.
Everyone's so far has been evocative in its own way.
Anybody else want to wash dishes?
Anyone else channeling Bull Durham? "You wanna dance...?"
Hell, I'll throw out my dishwasher!