A couple of days ago, my good friend Tish tagged me to play a new blogging game
. It goes a little something like this...
1. FLIP open a dictionary and point to a word.
2. Type the word into Google images.
3. PICK an image that strikes you.
4. Write a 10 line RIFF off the image.
5. Use the word or the meaning of the word at least once within the first 5 lines of your riff.
6. Tag 3 other bloggers on your list.
OK, so I don't have a dictionary with me right now and if I keep procrastinating, I will never do it. So I picked up one of the books I'm reading, opened to a random page and closing my eyes pointed to a word. The word I got was: blurred
So, here's my image:
And now, my riff on it...Charlie had been waiting all day for a moment alone with Claire. The entire day had blurred by--from getting up, to getting to the church on-time, to the seemingly thousands of pictures he'd had made of himself with friends and family members he barely recognized. Claire had been old-fashioned, not allowing him to see her before the wedding and he had no clue what her dress looked like. As he'd stood in front of the church, watching the bridesmaid come in, he'd felt nervous and yet excited all at the same time. Then, the doors closed and the first few notes of that familiar song played. Doors opened and suddenly, there she was....radiant. The afternoon sun caught on her hair and Charlie felt his breath taken away as he saw his bride slowly coming toward him. It was like a dream, he thought as tears blurred his eyes.Before he knew it, the ceremony was over and they'd gone out together. More pictures, more relatives. So this is what it feels like to hounded by paparazi, Charlie thought to himself. At the reception, he and Claire had been pulled this way and that by well-wishers--friends, family, loved ones. Together but surrounded by everyone, no time to say anything.At last the DJ began to play the song they'd chosen for their first dance. Charlie swept Claire into his arms. "You look amazing," he said. "I am so happy and so in love with you." Clair smiled. Charlie grinned as they danced, their friends slowly filling in the dance floor around them. But to Charlie, there was no one else there but he and Claire, as he knew it would be for the rest of their lives....
OK, I went a bit longer than the five lines, but hey....no one has ever accused me of not being long-winded.
So, now I get to tag three people to play. Tish
already tagged Barry
, so I'm gonna go with LB
, Kathryn C
. And, of course, any of the rest of you who wanna play are welcome to join in the fun.
posted by Michael Hickerson at 11/14/2005 02:03:00 PM