Monday, August 5, 2013

Week in Seven Words #178

The more she runs, the more the dog chases her, until she's finally curled up in a ball on the couch giggling as the dog licks her ears.

I open the door and startle a cardinal into flight. It glides across the pavement like a drop of blood.

Fireflies dip in and out of the hydrangea bushes.

The voice recognition software built into my computer twists my words out of shape sometimes, but for the most part it's very helpful. What I need to get used to is speaking aloud as I work; how will it affect my writing on the occasions when I use it?

The tomato sauce on the pizza bagel is a watery paste, something tomato-ish, and I can still taste the cold bite of the freezer at the heart of the bagel.

Plastic animals camp on the windowsill. They've crossed the cool plain of the air conditioning vent and now have an unbroken view of metal and concrete canyons.

After finally turning off the TV, they start up a drawing contest and ask me to be the judge. It feels weird though to assign scores to their artwork, and they get exasperated with my reluctance.


Naida said...

Great imagery as always HKatz. Is pseudo about Bagel Bites? :)
I love evasive.
Enjoy your week!

HKatz said...

Thanks, Naida. And I don't remember the brand of the pizza bagels (I don't plan to eat some in the near future either).

Yvonne@fiction-books said...

Hi Hila,

I have stopped by and shared your week in seven words several times now and each time I am inspired to try and give my own week the same treatment. However it never comes out making any sense to me, let alone anyone else, so I shall continue to share your visions.

I particularly like your images of 'evasive' and 'cornered' this week.

I can almost taste the half-frozen mush of that terrible sounding bagel!

I would certainly never inflict my own brand of subjective art on you, it would have you running for the hills. I would so love to be able to paint and draw, but having the proverbial 'two left hands' doesn't bode well for my efforts.. LOL!

Thanks for sharing, Yvonnne

HKatz said...

Thanks for these kind words, Yvonne. And what you share on your blog is lovely and interesting as it is :)

Relyn Lawson said...

When Sloane and Lauren (her best friend) were little, they always wanted me to score their play. Hairstyles, desserts, Barbie set ups - all of it needed a score. It's sad that we never loose this impulse. Most of us just look for our scores in the faces of others.