March 14 Corpses
This past Saturday (3/14), we had another Writing Marathon at the Montrose Library. As usual, we played a few rounds of Exquisite Corpse. In fact, we may have played more rounds of it this time than in the past. We were especially "on" this past Saturday and kept coming up with very interesting images. Here's most of 'em:
A red mouse dances a jaunty espresso.
A high-flying twirler regrets the sad apron.
A hopeful vine spills the golden desert.
A rowdy penguin climbs a lukewarm cheese.
The ecstatic hummingbird reads the warm closet.
A broken lion stung the slivered vacation.
The pretty heart creates the wimpish man.
The paltry sign flips the reckless story.
A humming person fastens the soft apprentice.
An imaginative horse watched an alarming book.
A western cowboy sipped the prismatic mess. (We commented on the fact that two players, sitting side-by-side, gave us the phrase "a western cowboy." We decided they were influenced by Houston's currently running Livestock Show and Rodeo.)
An ugly bee drives the thirsty ragdoll.
The fiery woman writes a diaphanous plate.
A hungry president wraps the hot forrest.
The pretentious tree swallows the intriguing paper. (cannibalism, anyone?)
The flirtatious margarita brings a perfect knee.
The beautiful performance writes the limited shore.
The squeaky girl captivates an appalling space.
A monstrous ferris wheel jumps the cynical watch.
A gray lover inhaled a red statement.
The pink storm washed the blue audience.
The gray day fell a stunning woman.
The timid hula-hoop chug-a-lugs a lukewarm coat.
The illustrious kite pounded a downy piano.
The breathtaking notebook flies the worn cushion.
A thin bowl clutched a surly thigh. (A fun thing about this sentence: it was written on lined paper and all the players put all the words on the same line, except the word "surly," which made the word itself appear a little surly. Or at least nonconformist.)
The hard spy transports a merry wassail.
The voracious stone sips the mysterious child. (A mysteriously liquified child? Um, ew.)
A wet nobleman holds a nasty window.
The strong cup nibbled a tasty girl. (And how did two players use nibbled and tasty in the same sentence?)
The gentle bandana smoldered the arid anteater.
The itchy offering spits a fresh choice.
The cloudy girl cracks the enchanted man.
So a lot of nonsense, to be sure, but some interesting images, too. And that's the fun of the game. Those surrealists really knew how to have a good time, huh?
I haven't set the date for the next marathon yet, but I will soon. Email me if you want to be put on the neoNuma Arts mailing list to keep up to date on these and other events. neo (at) neonuma (dot) com.
A red mouse dances a jaunty espresso.
A high-flying twirler regrets the sad apron.
A hopeful vine spills the golden desert.
A rowdy penguin climbs a lukewarm cheese.
The ecstatic hummingbird reads the warm closet.
A broken lion stung the slivered vacation.
The pretty heart creates the wimpish man.
The paltry sign flips the reckless story.
A humming person fastens the soft apprentice.
An imaginative horse watched an alarming book.
A western cowboy sipped the prismatic mess. (We commented on the fact that two players, sitting side-by-side, gave us the phrase "a western cowboy." We decided they were influenced by Houston's currently running Livestock Show and Rodeo.)
An ugly bee drives the thirsty ragdoll.
The fiery woman writes a diaphanous plate.
A hungry president wraps the hot forrest.
The pretentious tree swallows the intriguing paper. (cannibalism, anyone?)
The flirtatious margarita brings a perfect knee.
The beautiful performance writes the limited shore.
The squeaky girl captivates an appalling space.
A monstrous ferris wheel jumps the cynical watch.
A gray lover inhaled a red statement.
The pink storm washed the blue audience.
The gray day fell a stunning woman.
The timid hula-hoop chug-a-lugs a lukewarm coat.
The illustrious kite pounded a downy piano.
The breathtaking notebook flies the worn cushion.
A thin bowl clutched a surly thigh. (A fun thing about this sentence: it was written on lined paper and all the players put all the words on the same line, except the word "surly," which made the word itself appear a little surly. Or at least nonconformist.)
The hard spy transports a merry wassail.
The voracious stone sips the mysterious child. (A mysteriously liquified child? Um, ew.)
A wet nobleman holds a nasty window.
The strong cup nibbled a tasty girl. (And how did two players use nibbled and tasty in the same sentence?)
The gentle bandana smoldered the arid anteater.
The itchy offering spits a fresh choice.
The cloudy girl cracks the enchanted man.
So a lot of nonsense, to be sure, but some interesting images, too. And that's the fun of the game. Those surrealists really knew how to have a good time, huh?
I haven't set the date for the next marathon yet, but I will soon. Email me if you want to be put on the neoNuma Arts mailing list to keep up to date on these and other events. neo (at) neonuma (dot) com.
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