It's been an incredibly busy start to 2017 but I can't believe it's been so long since I last posted an entry.
I've been working on a few things and also playing with some poetry which is something I've not taken seriously since I was in high school. It used to come easily to me, or so I thought. Looking back, I can see that it felt easy because my teenage poetry was tragic. I'm not really sure what possessed me to take another shot at it but I love a challenge and so far, that's exactly what my experience has been.
It's 11 pm. I'm tired and it's time to step away from the bureau before I hurt myself. It really is that bad. I've learnt a couple of things about myself as a writer in the last few days.
The first is that my poetic instincts are chronically bad. I love hanging words together and building functional sentences that have a little sparkle but introduce form, structure or-God forbid- rhyme to the equation and all of a sudden I'm as articulate as a block of wood.
Secondly, the teenager in me is still lurking-even at the grand old age of thirty, my fifteen year old self is waiting not far from the surface. She likes to sink everything with angsty couplets about feelings and she enjoys words like raw, chasm and void. Like I have time for that!
Thirdly, poetry is hard. Poetry late at night is really hard and poetry in the early hours is damn near impossible. Somewhere approaching midnight I lose my tenuous grip on iambic pentameter. Beyond the twelfth chime, everything I write sounds like The Cat in the Hat and if I persist (which I always do because, let's face it, I don't know when to quit) rhyming becomes inevitable and annoying and I desperately want to find the off switch.
So, there you have it. That's what I've been doing during the several weeks of radio silence . There have been rewrites, a long listing, countless rejections (no, seriously), and ideas for comics are constantly vying for space in my brain. It's a pretty exciting time inside my head right now, which will hopefully translate itself nicely onto the page. Keep your finger crossed for me!
Until next time...