Wednesday, February 13, 2013

That Horny Keyboard

A writing prompt from my First Year Writing course in Fall 2009:

Find something to analyze that you wouldn’t normally analyze. A lamp. A boy in the ward. A chicken nugget. What you’re analyzing doesn’t matter as much as going through the process of analyzing. Remember this process from class: break something into its constituent parts and then try and figure out how the parts work together to create a whole.


What I wrote:
This keyboard I am using must be a very horny son-of-a-gun. All it does all day is get felt all over, which must bring great satisfaction for it since it allows it to happen day in and day out. It is not a very monogamous tool. And just like every person has favorite places where they like to be touched, this keyboard must enjoy being hit on the spacebar, since it is hit so often and is large enough to always be touched. Perhaps, its drive for such interaction is insecurity. It must feel fairly confident about its number keys, since they are set off and fondled with rarely. Consequently, it must be most self-conscious about its letter keys since those are begged to be used more commonly. Further evidence of its insecurity is how it protects itself with a plastic cover, hiding its inner workings so no one can witness any deep sensitivities. It really is a very private individual that uses intimacy as a false sense of self-assurance and appraisal.

My professor commented, "This is why censorship was invented =) "

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