I am trying to get back into the habit of writing practice. It is something I used to do when I was in college and for a while afterwards as well, but I have sort of forgotten about it over the past year or so, but I find myself drawn to the idea again so for the past week I have gotten back into it. The basic form of writing practice that I do is simply a 10 minute timed writing. I sit down for 10 minutes and write whatever comes into my head. I don’t edit and when it is going right I don’t hit backspace or delete. I just write what I think and let the writing take me where it will. Most of it is just drivel, but from time to time something really fun comes out.
Today I have in my head a children’s story about "when the muskrats came to play" and so in my writing practice I was trying to figure out what they came to play. One of the ideas was that they came to play "ultimate frisbee" with one Sunday. I was trying to decide what would be the best thing to happen–would we beat them or would they beat us–and then this came out.
"Come on we’re good, but we’re not muskrat good."
I don’t know why, but even now I am smiling when I am typing it. That is my new catch phrase for life. "You may be good, but are you muskrat good?"
I am a comic genius.