interestingish writing exercise below cut.<\/p>\n
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I have been tempted to scenify by my intriguing prompt book, “The 3 A.M. Epiphany.” \u00a0this particular one was to describe a scene through synesthasia, which is handy because I happen to have a character who can taste sound. so, p. weird, and I apologize if I have misrepresented what this condition would be like, please educate me otherwise if it is wrong because I want to get this right!<\/p>\n
onward.<\/p>\n
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I awaken to the gentle honey of a perfect sunrise.\u00a0 The neurowalls lift daylight around me.\u00a0 I tense each muscle down my abdomen until I pull myself up with infinite slowness.\u00a0 When I am sitting straight, the morning is fully upon my room.<\/p>\n
A tinkle tasting of wild oats lures me to the kitchen without a robe.\u00a0 I pour a glass of water first and stand at the sink, watching the apple tree out my window.\u00a0 Two birds flicker from branch to branch.\u00a0 \u201cSound up,\u201d I say, my own voice cuing a distant ocean in my throat, and the window thins to let the birdsong in.<\/p>\n
They sweeten the morning like lemon butter as I slide to the sink and turn on the water.\u00a0 Oats sift headily into the metal pot, followed by the water, a bit bitter.\u00a0 Stirring with a wooden spoon produces a complimenting flavor.\u00a0 The salt is silent, or at least I can\u2019t hear it when I add my orange whistle to the birds\u2019.<\/p>\n
I rest my hand against the panelulum and set it swinging.\u00a0 A tasteless, odorless voice leaks through the walls as I move into the bathroom.\u00a0 \u201cYou have two messages.\u00a0 One is from Lhaleen.\u00a0 One is from Hesh.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turn on the water and pinch off two mint leaves from the plant beside the sink.\u00a0 The mirror ripples and displays the house avatar: an equally bland face to match the voice.\u00a0 \u201cWould you like me to read your messages?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOpen Lhaleen\u2019s.\u201d\u00a0 Her name is like a young wine.\u00a0 I rub the mint into my skin.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d\u00a0 The avatar ripples away and I can see my face again.\u00a0 I scritch away the hazelnutty hairs with a sharpened blade and rinse them away while the voice reads.<\/p>\n
\u201cTamlin comma.\u00a0 I\u2019m feeling awfully bloaty and need a good workout.\u00a0 I\u2019m in town for a few, want to catch the tube to the gym?\u00a0 Yours comma.\u00a0 Lhaleen.\u201d<\/p>\n
I put toothpaste to my tongue.\u00a0 \u201cShe\u2019s so charming.\u00a0 Say yes, but blunt enough that she\u2019s worried when she gets here.\u201d<\/p>\n
The avatar withdraws completely from the mirror to back to its servers and think.\u00a0 Meanwhile, I dab my face dry and go for the soft dayrobe hung on the bathroom door.\u00a0 It settles onto my skin with a soft blueberry sigh.<\/p>\n
I left the window open, and the birds chatter at each other over their nestbuilding\u2014a domestic dispute, nettles and thyme.\u00a0 My oatmeal bubbles on the stove and eagerly quicksands the brown sugar I sprinkle over the top.\u00a0 The water is almost absorbed, voicing wet-rag anger at its assimilation.<\/p>\n
A playful spring breeze wafts through the window, tickling the edges of my dayrobe.\u00a0 I pull the fabric closer and pour a glass of milk, anticipating the sweet fat at the sound.\u00a0 Milk: the first taste of life, one of the few material things that rings true across the senses.\u00a0 Milk is milk is milk.\u00a0 It tastes like security, smells like it, looks like it (solid and present).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
interestingish writing exercise below cut. I have been tempted to scenify by my intriguing prompt book, “The 3 A.M. Epiphany.” \u00a0this particular one was to describe a scene through synesthasia, which is handy because I happen to have a character who can taste sound. so, p. weird, and I apologize if I have misrepresented what … <\/p>\n