What Bare Naked Prose managed to draw out of Matt.

The Bare Naked Prose writing room with posted storyboards.
The Bare Naked Prose writing room with posted storyboards.

I was surprised what one of my writing prompts pulled out of Bare Naked Prose writer, Matt Garcia. Matt has given me permission to post his inner dialogue. Thanks Matt!

Below is the result of Matt’s writing prompt from 05/12/16:

“You know this is meaningless, right?” I look side to side, uncertain of where that voice came from. But slowly and surely, I begin to piece it together.

“Oh, it’s you again,” I respond, with a hint of disgust.
“Look at you,” he says, “you’re barely keeping yourself afloat on this one. I mean, you know this isn’t going to work out, so why bother?”
“I’m sure that’s what you’d like me to think.” That’s the best I could come up with. I’m still developing this muscle, you know. “So what if I’m not enjoying this week. What right do you have just waltzing in here and causing a scene?”
“You realize you can’t get rid of me, right?”
“Sure, but that doesn’t mean I have to listen to you.”
“What are you talking about, you ponce? You’re listening to me right now!”
“You know what I mean.”
“Whatever, the situation stands. You’re in a tough spot and let’s face it, you’re fucked, pal!”
God, he is annoying. But he’s persistent, I’ll give him that much. I try not to let him get to me.
“I’m not fucked. I’m just having a rough week. Ebb and flow.”
“Ebb and flow? Are you seriously calling to mind that rubbish Lindsay’s telling you?”
“It’s not rubbish if it’s right. Now please, leave me be. I’m trying to do this workshop.”
And then he goes for the low blow.
“You’re just trying to hide from the fact that you’re a boring failure. Take some responsibility, man!”
“I am taking responsibility. Me doing this workshop has nothing to do with hiding. I’m trying to better myself as an artist.”
“Whatever, man. Seems to me like you’re just afraid of being alone.”
“Hold on a second, we’re not even talking about what you were bothering me about earlier.”
“Oh, don’t worry, you’re still fucked. F. U. Q. E. D. Hey, did you just make me sound stupid?”
“Sure did. That’s the beauty of these writing prompts. I can depict you however I please.”
“Nice try, asshole. Now you’ve got my undivided attention.”
“Oh, I’m glad to hear that you’ve been half-assing this the whole time.”
Seriously, he’s like the guy who won’t leave the party even after it’s over.
“Okay, how much longer are we gonna keep doing this?”
“I dunno. Maybe when you’re finally defeated.”
Blog 2
RIght before my gallery reading. My selection was a risky choice. Thank the gods my nervousness doesn’t show.

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