WHAT INSPIRES YOU TO WRITE?
What inspires you to write even better stories or poems?
For me, sometimes it's about something that happened, an event, an experience, a celebration, or a specific person I met. It might be about a feeling I had, or even didn't have. For example when others are excited and I'm not. That could be when maybe your family is flying to Australia for a great holiday and everyone is jumping around excited, but all you can think about is how scared your are of flying in a plane. Sometimes it's when I see a photo, and think. 'I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT THAT!'
I thought I'd post a few things that have inspired me to write a poem or even a story. It might be a photo or an experience.
What inspires you to write even better stories or poems?
For me, sometimes it's about something that happened, an event, an experience, a celebration, or a specific person I met. It might be about a feeling I had, or even didn't have. For example when others are excited and I'm not. That could be when maybe your family is flying to Australia for a great holiday and everyone is jumping around excited, but all you can think about is how scared your are of flying in a plane. Sometimes it's when I see a photo, and think. 'I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT THAT!'
I thought I'd post a few things that have inspired me to write a poem or even a story. It might be a photo or an experience.
I love it when I suddenly spot something different. I was in the supermarket when I saw this and it made me smile, then I was imagining a story about the 'odd thing' out. Why was it there? Where had it come from?
Poor little Percy Parsnip
Feeling all alone,
Poor little Percy Parsnip
A long way away from home.
Whenever I see cones I think of them as witches hats. When I saw these I had to stop and take a photo.
Five witches live inside,
Soon they'll be off for a ride.
I wonder where they're off to today
Is it for trouble, or is it for play?
Can you write a poem about the five witches who own these hats? What are their names?
This gorgeous artwork was on the front of postcards sent to me by two fantastic children, thanking me for their awards at the Te Awamutu drama festival last weekend.
It made me think how birds are still out and about in lockdown, busy crossing borders, and wishing I was a bird too. Maybe you could write about that, or do some colourful artwork.
I LOVE rainbows, and thought I'd share with you all. I always wonder where they end. Is there really a pot of gold at the end of it, and which end? Do fairies run along them at night when we're sleeping? They're quite magical to me.
I find trees quite magical, whether they're covered with leaves, flowers, full of birds, or waiting for the new blooms to grow. I saw this tree when we were over at Gisborne and I just loved it. I like to look at the shape and see what else it resembles.
Balloons always excite me. As soon as I hear that P..shh P..shh noise I jump out of bed and race to the window. Then it's outside to see where they are and get even more excited. What gets you out of bed in a hurry? The sound of a balloon, the smell of bacon and eggs cooking, your mum or dad shouting 'GET UP!' or??
The other day I went shopping to buy a pair of trousers, and came home with a dressing gown! That made me think it could be fun to write a story about the Mum, or Granny who always goes out to buy one thing, and comes home with something completely different. Is it because she's forgetful, because she can't make up her mind, loves a bargain, or always gets distracted. Here's a picture of my new black shoes! Hmmmm see my problem now?
WOW WOW WOW - when I saw a photo of Grandma P bungy jumping off the Auckland Harbour Bridge, I knew I had to share it. I tracked down her lovely granddaughter Jeanie and sent a copy of my poem 'Granny Goes Bungy Jumping.' She loved it! I thought how inspirational is Grandma P, she's just like the fun granny I write about. I was really happy to be able to share this story with you all. Grandma went one better, as while doing this she also raised money for the Fred Hollows Foundation, who help underprivileged people to get surgery that saves their eye sight. Having had 2 eye surgeries myself I know how much they changed my life. Who inspires you?
When I saw this in person, part of me was freaking out, while part of me impressed. I knew I wanted use it with a poem where the little sister is always doing crazy things. This photo still makes me want to write. Maybe you could write about this rat. What name would you give it? Is it a good rat, a bad rat, a mischievous rat or maybe a scaredy cat rat! Where does it like to hide? Would you put a rat on your head? Do you have a crazy sister?