Lunatic fringe, Man

Crazy orange man. President-to-be-man. Not normal man. Nazi-enabling man. Help us, man.


I wrote this brief post in 60 seconds using oneword™, a website designed to provide the user with a timed writing prompt. While on that site, simply click “go” and one word appears with a text box. My word was “lunatic”. What was yours?

After I wrote the post, I created the image using ArtRage on my tablet. The image does not represent the written word. I could not bring myself to doodle the images that were running through my mind. I’m trying to stay positive. Rather the written word and the post paired together represent my concerns to our current political climate.

Let’s go, #NaBloPoMo.

Beyond Belief

Show me. You could tell me, but I need proof. Seriously. Put it right in front of my face. I believe you. But I want to see it. Now. Not tomorrow. Here and now. Proof. Thanks.


Let’s go, #NaBloPoMo.

P.S. The brief post above was typed in 60 seconds using oneword, a website designed to provide the user with a timed writing prompt. While on that site, simply click “go” and one word appears with a text box. My word was “proof”. What was yours?

P.S.S. You may recognize the photo of Spider Woman and Lakshmi. I found them hanging out and captured the moment for a past blog post. See at https://stephabbottsays.com/2011/03/28/spring-cleaning-tends-to-evoke-my-imagination/.

Thought Burst

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Amorphous, her thoughts began to take shape. Shaping from what was once a guise, palatable for company, they crystalize. Crystals reflecting a dynamic star burst of colors. Colors of wisdom, reflection, and brilliance. Brilliant greens, blues, greens, yellows. She yells “oh!” upon release. Released from their form, her thoughts dissolve, again amorphous. ———

Tonight’s post was inspired by the writing prompt from OneWord.com. I had 60 seconds to write about the word “shape.” I created the image in Adobe Illustrator. Sent from my iPad. © 2011 Steph Abbott. All rights reserved.

On The Heels of One Great Thought…

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All too often, on the heels of that one great thought, down comes another just to flatten the structure and delivery of the first idea. Ideas need to have room to  walk around and test their tread. Treading through the projected landscape, this great thought only wishes to adapt and succeed. Success comes upon developing a confident stride. Strides to pace and react to the next big thought coming down on its heels.

©2011 Stephanie Abbott. All rights reserved.

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Tonight’s post began from a writing challenge at One Word. I had 60 seconds to write something about the word “heels.” I created the image in two parts, Sketchbook Pro and then Adobe Illustrator.

 

My Brain Mining for Meaning

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Mining for meaning, my brain is mapping.

Pictures and sounds funneling through the matter.

Slipping and sliding before grounding.

Landing squat then standing straight, these thoughts speak up.

Rousting the roots and considering their context, these baritones of banter are constantly beating for my attention.

Mining for meaning; then exclaiming with examples!

My tension rising with a thousand voices.

My mind is a chorus seeing, hearing, signing, and beating.

 

© 2011 Stephanie Abbott. All rights reserved.

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Tonight’s post began from a writing challenge at One Word. I had 60 seconds to write something about the word “example.” The graphic is not mine. Whitemattertracking.jpg courtesy of the Brain Imaging Center at the University of Missouri. Check out the program in this article by Christian Basi, “The MU Brain Imaging  Center Offers State-of-the-Art Technology to Battle Neurological Disease

Assembled and Ready to Glide

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Out of shape and fretting over funds, I purchased a ride-at-home-some-assembly-required elliptical machine. Behold—The Contraption.

The kit arrived via mail-order with few—yet very specific—assembly instructions. The narrow box contained little more than a simple frame, a couple cables and a small computer. The wrappers crinkled as the project tread toward completion. Built with 17 screws, 16 bolts and 16 washers, assembly lasted 57 minutes from package to parade.

Now ready to stride, I am juiced to glide past another boring day.

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This afternoon, I actually did assemble The Contraption; however this post was stylized to follow two prompts. Starting with Oneword.com, I developed a base in their 60 second challenge to write about the word, “specific.” I took that concept and filled the rest in following NaBloPoMo’s prompt, “Write a post using the following words: placate, boring, solitary, crinkle, and juice.” I created The Contraption in Photoshop.

© 2011 Stephanie Abbott. All rights reserved.