Who do you write like?

This fun test seems to be making rounds through the blogosphere so I thought why not give it a try. I scrolled down to the first post with more than a couple of sentences of text (this one) and got this:

I write like
James Joyce

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Fine. But I wanted a second opinion so I chose this for the next analysis...

I write like
David Foster Wallace

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Hmmm... ok, so let's try some fiction (which made me realise just how long I haven't written any longer than 55 words), et voila...

I write like
Stephenie Meyer

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Now what? The first post in this blog?

I write like
David Foster Wallace

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

There may be a pattern after all...

haiku my way

memories of him...
the lingering aftertaste
of dark chocolate

Same butterfly, same flower - a few moments earlier

Muffed target

This is what happens when you get ready to shoot a butterfly on a flower but the moment you press the shutter, the insect changes its mind and takes off in a blur.
I admit I cheated a bit with this one. There is the whole flower in the original but I wanted to make the failure more effective and cropped part of it away. Other than that, the photo is as taken.

Bird growing up

This plump ball of feathers perched among green apples is a fledgling blackbird. It sat on the ground as I passed it to fetch the camera but fluttered clumsily with its still underdeveloped wings when I approached . It managed to clamber up an apple tree, part flying, part crawling and once perched, sat there watching my antics while I was attempting to take its photo.

Swanning around

Ambling about a river is an opportunity to see (and possibly capture) many reflections...

Wordless in monochrome