Arrrr Matey!
This week’s words were pirate and funk, which kinda felt like either a dance party at sea or a hygiene problem below deck??? We did just enough definition-dipping to know pirate can plunder more than ships and funk can be both bassline and musty mood, and then we let the words set sail all on their own.
Michelle, Dad (Dave lol), and grandson/nephew Axel built three exquisite corpse stories, folding pages and passing them around until we had funky cheese, a stuffed parrot named Eleanor, multiple wall-punching incidents, and a humongous bug with four peg legs and an eye patch. No one lived happily ever after.
Leah’s piece, Full Mast Fever, imagined a neon-lit pirate ship hosting an all-night dance battle, complete with breakdancing parrots and peg-leg showdowns. That story somehow evolved into a full song experiment, complete with “eyepatch, baby” background vocals.
We drifted into reliving the costumes of Halloween Past and the 100 Day Project and the idea of daily creative repetition, that quiet discipline of making something small every day and letting go of perfection. Leah also shared that her 100-word micro was accepted by Ratbag Lit Mag! It’s the small wins, guys.
That’s the rhythm of it. We start with a word, follow it wherever it leads, and discover it was never just about pirates or funk in the first place.
Next week’s words are Paint and Residue.
If pirate or funk sparked something in you, send it our way. And if you have words for the jar, keep them coming.
Funk On,
Michelle & Leah
