Yellow ducks they roam the streets with shopping bags and silver sheets which ripple in the harrowing heat like your knees 2 feet above your feet, Just fuckin' chop them off it'd be easy, that doesn't rhyme an' neither does this. Shit, it's all just gone an' lost it's appeal to me, now, here, now, here, now, here, now…

THUMP

A pink rubber ball slams into the side of my head and a combined effort floor and bass drum shake my shoes like I'm Chuck Berry. It'd be normal if I was crazy but I'm not so I'm crazy? Catch 11 time 2 - it's all bin' done before. No, no, please don't stop - I'll only think - gotta keep writing to stop me from thinking, I don't wanna think no more. no more no more no more no more…

BANG

a silver car about 6 cm's tall slams into the back of my head “Ouch”, I cry in vain, not pain since I was especially proud of the back of my head and all the girls seemed to like it. “God only knows what I'd do without it” it it it it it it it it it it it it it occupied occupied, thats me, no thinking, thin king's bad. You reckon I can reduce myself to dumbness, to being dumb to being dumfounded by everything if I just keep writing. I've already lost my ability to select the right words e.g. ‘dumbfounded' ‘select' ‘right'. what what was it so if I race my thoughts, try to right every one down in series like one of those dance mats. Do you reckon I'll win, go dumb n never have to talk to anyone never have to think again but I guess it's a bit like racin the moon cos you'll never win bit obvious but I'm getting there - that was the wrong word yay yay yay everybody knows babis got new clothes lately I feel rhythm in my toes face up face up hurts my neck Shit I won't just go sure me shit shit dramatist stop stop it stop it I I'm thirsty please aaahhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

This is a real experiment and all the spelling and grammar errors I kept deliberately when I reproduced the original experiment from a note book. I made no alterations and the change in my ability to write was genuine. The experiment did work and put me in some sort of trance where I could not remember what happened after I'd finished it. Maybe try it and email me your experiences and we might publish them…ya never know. To do it:

•  First write whatever image you have in your head - there will always be one somewhere

•  Do not constrict yourself however absurd the image seems

•  Then simply begin to write every word or phrase which comes into your head

•  Do not leave out anything…it doesn't have to make sense

•  Your own experiences will probably start to come out

•  This could actually be used as a tool to combat writer's block

•  There are no rules

Eventually you should enter into some sort of trance and the end will come naturally.

Bryn Hoffman