1 minute
So week 3 in Koh Lanta is coming to an end, and the writing is mostly going well, but there are ups and downs. One of the things I have been struggling with the structure and the ‘so what’ question. Thanks for Brian M, and Suzie Z who were kind enough to have Skype sessions for me to talk about my writing, I think I have a better handle on what I am doing.
So, I will share with you another excerpt from my writing. Please be mindful that this is a draft. 🙂 Also a special shout out to Philippa B whose voice I hear ‘Sharanjeev’.
People call me Terry, and it is my name.
It is a call that I heed, an utterance I respond to unthinkingly. Semantic satiation is when a word is repeated often enough that it loses meaning to the listener – it is a sound to which elicits a pavlovian response of twisting bodies and disrupted attention to find the caller. It is attention given uncritically, and generously because it has no meaning anymore.
My name is Sharanjeev, but nobody calls me that.
It is beautiful vibration that begins with ’sh’ – calling for silence asking for quiet and contemplation. Then ‘aran’ follows – the sound begins with ’ah’ – an acknowledgement and an appreciation of the quiet that came before it – and continues with ‘raan’ which brings the lips almost together, closing to the senses to the world – asking for reflection – before ‘jeev’ – asks for a meditative pause before opening the lips to let the world into the quiet.
My name is Sharanjeev, but I have never inhabited Sharanjeev.
Bronwyn Clarke October 8, 2016
Then maybe its time to inhabit Sharanjeev given this post.