WEYKOH…. EYKOH… EYKO… EKO… KO… KO… O…. O….. O…. o……. o…………
OR is it this way…?
WEYKOH…. WEYKO… WEYK… WEYK… WEY… WEY… EY…. Ey….. ey…. ey…….
Echo [???] – a gecko without the /ɡ/
Echo friendly [?!?] – Eco friendly with an ‘h’
There are days when the moment you LOOK 0_0 at the prompt and words swoop rushing in… and then there are days when you LOOK, stare, LOOK on, stare on, on and on and on and on until you wish that sights could start echoing… but sights no make echos, only sounds make them so… and so once again a post that makes less than zilch meaning.
And once again… yes I write to write… and Daily Prompts do help.
via Daily Prompt: Echo
If “Hyperbole” were a human being, it would look like me because I sure as hell have the sounds of it.
When I love something, I LOVE it.
When I hate something, I HATE it.
And I make it known!
People have told me I would make a great salesman because of my hyperbole-ic attributes. My friends often tell me to “zip it”. My BFF had once suggested me to give “horror” writing a try, because of how I “describe” otherwise mundane stuff.
As it happens, I speak hyperbole-cally.
As is said, I make a mountain out of a molehill.
As I see it, I speak passionately.
I don’t speak words, I speak feelings. My book reviews are basically “feelings”. If I were to speak of apple pies, all you’ll hear is my feelings. If I were to tell you about some beautiful place, all you’ll hear is my feelings.
Words will be words, and feelings [apparently] Hyperbole.
So forgive me for not being very “objective” and rather “dramatic” when I speak! So forgive me if my writing becomes completely incomprehensible [for one too many hyperbole] for the rational you!
via Daily Prompt: Hyperbole
Many things came to mind as I stared at today’s prompt “Giant“. It was a highly difficult decision to stick to only one and go on yakking about just that particular one. Therefore, presenting an assortment of Giants I have come across:
- a Giant rock [circa 2011]. I remember how I climbed this ginormous rock to very near the top. Before I reached the top, there was a sort of a ledge so I didn’t bother to go higher. I remember the breathtaking view from that spot. I remember how I had forgotten to carry a camera and also my mobile during this expedition. And I remember most vividly not having thought this climbing expedition through. Climbing was “relatively” easier you see, because I was looking up throughout the climb. It was only after witnessing the most amazing sunset from very near the top of a rock that is yet to be discovered, did I realise the way down was humanly impossible. I also realised that if I were to die there, my body would NEVER be found. I did come down the rock. How I made it back though, I seriously DO NOT remember.
- Giant Classmate. He was almost 6ft tall at 13. We all called him “giant” but never to his face. But he knew that we called him what! It all changed as most classmates started to grow as tall as him and some even taller, while I remained the Midget, which gives me a certain privilege and so this Giant Classmate is someone I still (and will always) refer to as my “Giant Classmate”.
- Giant Whales. I once went whale watching and man were they giant!!!
- Giant wheels. I used to love the rides on giant wheels as a child. Growing up, I began fearing not just the rides but the sights of them as well. It all started when I overheard one of my grown-up cousins telling another not-so-grown-up cousin how she feared going on such rides.
- The last standing Giant from GOT. Although, he’s fallen now… Would be there any giants left in the seventh season?
- via Daily Prompt: Giant