6/30/24
6/5/24
COME HOME : ANDERSON PAAK
6/3/24
SPILL THE WINE : ERIC BURDEN and WAR
This song had to be at the front of "World Music." It was considered a novelty tune, something to dance to at the swimming pool.
5/30/24
MUSINGS BEFORE THE DANCE
Will I dance tonight?
When I woke up tired, woke again under a hot shower, put on a dress, forgot my comb, rushed to the bus, crushed my clothes, listened with earphones to Anderson Paak, dissed the younger man who has a crush on me because he won't tell me how old he is - by text, had a free cup of coffee, said good morning to five people I passed in the hall even though it does not feel like a good morning to me, swore a banana would be all I'll eat for lunch, was misunderstood, peed out belly fat busting vitamins, hunched over on the computer, charged my phone, thought about the question a woman who is too curious asked me:
"If I didn't know better I would think you were out and about with a boyfriend." she said.
"No boyfriend." I said.
What business is it of hers?
Trying to be girly-girl friends.
"No. Not me!" I said.
"You know how rumors start," I said. She thought for a moment about that one.
I wore a dress. I almost never wear a dress. But it's summer. Officially. Past Memorial Day. It is an old dress I can't remember buying, my best dress, an eternal dress, floral by Ralph Lauren. And there is a dance tonight. And I'm going and it's nobody's business but mine.
A dinner dance. I signed up by scanning. I'm thinking of the songs I would play if I were the DJ. I'm hoping the music won't be too dreary. I hope it won't be people sitting around the perimeter, up against the walls, watching other people dance.
I hope everyone makes a fool of themselves.
That's the difference between then and now.
I'm much more willing to make a fool of myself now.
And let other people take me or leave me.
So maybe, someone might ask me to dance and I'll say no.
Or maybe I'll walk over to someone and say, "Can I have this dance?" and it will be a slow song and he will be the only one I think of as My Sweet Prince.
C 2024 Christine Trzyna
5/28/24
5/22/24
FOODIE : EXPERIENCE FORTY-THREE : CHRISTINE TRZYNA WRITING WORKSHOP
FOODIE
Choose a food or ingredient you despise or a favorite and write all about it. Or imagine a food you've never tasted or swallowed or digested, and write with imagination about what it might be like to experience eating it!
(I personally do not understand what anyone gets out of eating hot peppers.)
Christine Trzyna
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5/15/24
5/4/24
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR DOG? : TALKING TO STRANGERS
Where's your dog?
She died.
Oh, the sweet dog!
See, I put her pictures on my phone. She was almost fifteen. She died in her own bed.
When I was growing up, I had a way with animals. But I was mean to my cat when I was eight. I put it in a metal pan with lots of you know - suds - and washed it all up. It scratched up the metal pan. That sound.
It was punishing you for washing it with all those suds.
(laughter)
But my father - in my country - he had - what would you say? - a way with the animals. He had a horse and when it was pregnant, he wouldn't ride it. His friends made fun of him. Why won't you ride your horse? And he would say "because she is pregnant."
Are you saying your father could communicate with the animals?
A way with the animals. Are you going to get another dog?
Not now. Not now.
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5/1/24
4/23/24
HUMAN BODY : EXPERIENCE FORTY-TWO : CHRISTINE TRZYNA WRITING WORKSHOP
This exercise was created after a hilarious experience I had recently. I was with a group of women, most totally unknown to me, ranging in age from mid forties to seventies, and one of them accused another of them of farting. Soon we as individuals and a group were either laughing out loud or repressing ourselves from doing so. Some of us had ordered old fashioned bean soup with lots of carrots and ham and well, there was a lot of witnessing about digestion, food allergies, and farts. Telling a friend of mine about this, he said, "But it's a natural body function."
So, those of you who are following along on my Christine Trzyna Writing Workshop here on Google Blogger, may want to write - be that seriously or with a sense of fun - about the HUMAN BODY.
Are there natural functions you are uncomfortable with or are you a beast?
Don't let me repress you!
Christine Trzyna
This exercise is part of a series of writing exercises and to bring up the whole series use the tag Christine Trzyna Writing Workshop.
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