Seven minutes – Elizabeth

Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER

The words escaped me. Or they were never there to begin with. Do they already exist somewhere, fully formed, waiting to be found? No, they never come pre-assembled. Each sentence needs to be roughly built, one after the other. Word by word. How pm earth do we even know how to put them together? So many words to choose from. Ambiguous meanings and uncertain usage and positioning. Faltering, floundering. Is that the fish or the failing? Is it failing or just struggling a bit, with a possible consequence in either direction? One can always recover from a bit of flailing and floundering. Flounder the fish is quite nice. Anyway, that’s seven minutes and I am done and dusted for now.

Prescription: 10 minutes a day from 8.00 to 8.10 for 6 months.
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