During the first week of the Creative Writing Mooc we learnt about the importance of drawing ideas from real-life to add detail to our writing. We were also encouraged to keep a notebook to make observations and play with ideas.
We had to write a couple of paragraphs containing different amounts of fact and fiction:
I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming; I’d made it to the final. I had spent the previous week training for the gaming tournament but I never really believed I stood a chance. Now I was sat before a large audience eyeing up my opponent. I was hoping to unnerve her while keeping my own composure but as I glanced down I noticed my hands were starting to shake around the controller. The prize was placed central stage in clear view; a golden console. The entire room waited in silent anticipation as the countdown to the game began.
He pulled me into the stone turret where we began to climb the spirals that led around the perimeter; his hand guiding me so that I wouldn’t stumble. As we emerged on top and my eyes adjusted to the brightness a wonderful view of Conwy was revealed. I could feel my boyfriend fumbling about in his coat pocket beside me. Suddenly a realization hit me that explained his odd behaviour the previous night and my breath caught. He held a wooden box and inside was a beautiful gold ring encrusted with white gems. The answer of course was ‘yes.’
For the second task we had to watch a video and make observations. We then had to use our notes to create a character sketch. I was drawn to a woman on a laptop because everything about her suggested that she was very withdrawn at that moment in time:
While the rest of the world hummed by an asian woman in a blue sweater sat withdrawn in the corner of a café surrounded by empty tables. Over her face hung a dark fringe that partly covered her eyes. In her ears she had placed headphones so as to keep the distractions at bay. On the table in front sat a huge laptop that obscured most of her form. Her shoulders were slightly hunched over the keyboard and her face bore a serious expression into the screen as she focussed intently. She tilted her head slightly from side to side as she tried to take in as much as she could; her hand clicking feverously on the mouse. She had dedicated a lot of time to the activity and an empty mug with dry stains sat near by; It wouldn’t be long before another round of coffee would be required.