Writers, I need your help with character headspace

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 26 Comments

One thing I struggle with, when writing a character, is what I call "headspace," meaning someone's view of the world as molded by their era, upbringing, and milieu. Writing something contemporary is difficult for me because I'm just not up to speed with all the crap people do nowadays. My life does not revolve around … Continue reading Writers, I need your help with character headspace

Escape to the Food Court: Lunch Time. Part 1. #SepSceneWriMo

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 17 Comments

Written for September Scene Writing Month Yes! Lunch time! All day long I had been setting up my desk with papers and other signs of work being done in preparation for this very hour. I had laid out the thickest binders I could find and scattered around some daunting reports, including one I had written … Continue reading Escape to the Food Court: Lunch Time. Part 1. #SepSceneWriMo

Song lyric Sunday prompt: clear/dark/light: “The Sound of Silence.”

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 5 Comments

For "Song Lyric Sunday" prompt by Jim Adams, I chose "The Sound of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkel. The rules are to post the lyrics and link to the YouTube video. Original prompt site: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/08/15/pronouncing-ls/ Now let me preface this by saying this song is WAAAAAY before my time. But I like the significance of … Continue reading Song lyric Sunday prompt: clear/dark/light: “The Sound of Silence.”

How do I judge me? Let me count the ways. #FPQ

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 8 Comments

This post is in response to Fandango's Provocative Question #82: Do you judge yourself by the same standards that you judge others? If not, are you harsher or more lenient on yourself? Judging is my wheelhouse. Actually, change that to slaughterhouse. Not only do I judge myself more harshly than other people, I beat myself … Continue reading How do I judge me? Let me count the ways. #FPQ

No exit: well there is an exit, but it’s sealed shut. A retail story.

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 2 Comments

Based on a true story about a lowly department store administrative assistant…. “EEEEP! EEEEP! EEEEEEP!” Oh no! There must be a fire! My eardrums! I jumped up from my desk. “EEEEP! EEEEP! EEEEEEP!” I have no time to walk around my desk! The shortest way is always a straight line. I climbed up “EEEEP! EEEEP! … Continue reading No exit: well there is an exit, but it’s sealed shut. A retail story.

Some twisted roots unearthed among the leaves of an old diary.

~ Hetty Eliot ~ 21 Comments

Picture yourself on a nice, sunny day, under a big, shady tree, digging a hole to plant some flowers. You take your little shovel and dig, and you soon find some roots in your way. Over-enthusiastic growth, yes; difficult to remove, yes. But removable with effort. You dig them out, you plant your flowers, and … Continue reading Some twisted roots unearthed among the leaves of an old diary.