I’m reading Pat Pattison’s wonderful book, Writing Better Lyrics. One of the many, many great things about this book is its inclusion of useful exercises to do as you go along. I have devotedly set aside a notebook for the purpose; it lives with this book, getting pig-eared and dog-chewed as I read and re-read its golden leaves.
Anyway, I love that it’s making me write stuff like this:
A window on a coffe shop
An aromatic scene
Right then I knew I had to stop
And sample just a little drop
A nervous smile rose to the top
Lured in by froth and grind and pop
O sweet, o bitter bean!
What started out life as an innocent four-line structure about popping into a café, slowly morphed to become this monster. Apparently what it’s doing is not only honing my craft but also revealing some kind of coffee addiction in me.
Surely not.
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