Benhá loiters in my thoughts. That story paces back and forth in a single small antechamber of creation. I need to get the door to the next room open soon. For now I’ll leave it to wear out the carpet on it’s own. I’ve got something else in store for today—something new.
I came across and educational, training, and coaching technique in conversation over the weekend. Like the karate kid you repeat succinct actions. Once you’ve iterated those actions sufficiently you move on to other core skills—repeating those until exhausted as well. Or alternatley building on the initial actions. If you trained at piano you might start with two notes over and over then move on to another pair of notes or add a third to the first pair.
My version of this—if I can find a quick resource—will be to practice one of the appropriate uses of commas: seperating two independant clauses joined with a conjunction.
The car careered off the road, and Lonnie was thrown across the backseat into the armrest.
- Charming slipped the touris under a stack of shirts so they didn’t blow away, but Jun-kata didn’t pick them up.
- Brother Gane dropped his flit to the scant pad atop [the leaf] as he had less than twenty years before, but touching down didn’t make him feel better to be back.
- Independant clause, conjunction to another independant clause.
- I would usually write this as two sentences, but I could write this as one.
- The music played, but no one danced.
- She smoothed the raised words on her thigh with her thumb, but they wouldn’t receed.
- This wasn’t as many entires as I’d hoped I’d have today, but I can always write more tomorrow.
302 words on day 537
