Call this a writing association game.

Mid-December. A three quarter moon watches me from the morning campus windows. Another close of a school term. Another final. The students lean close to their exam booklets, their faces grazing against the paper. Each one a small satellite against their exercises.

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     If you have to talk to a bear, you should look like           a bear. —Brendan

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Briefly. Later. Found myself with an hour’s time, drinking coffee with paper and pen, waiting for an appointment. Best relaxing moment in a long while. No technology. No interruptions. • For the most part, the Fractures project moves along at a steady pace. Every day it changes focus slightly— under its own control. Like the river it imitates, the lines flow into their own territories, head down their own paths with little influence from me. Call this a writing association game. Call this an exercise. Either way, the phrases form tributaries which lead in new directions of creative writing. Unexpectedly I can find myself exploring new insights, new wording, all based on an off-shoot of a previous chain of sentences.

In a similar manner, the project functions as my 365-Haiku and 365-Tanka (Waka) projects from years past. Generating terse and habitual lines on a daily/nightly basis encourages paragraphs and poems for use later— as in stocking up supplies for winter.