Hello, Word Artists and Admirers! I’m feeling good because I’m hard at work on a new long-term writing project. It’s only just starting, but I’m feeling good about hitting a couple of mini milestones (a solid outline and two chapters in). How about you? Are there any small things you feel like celebrating?
For those of you who would like a prompt to work with, may I
suggest, “small victories”? Of course, you are free to write about any topic
you’d like. I’m taking poetry and prose, fiction and non-fiction. Just be sure
to keep your pieces to 369 words or fewer, and one entry per person please.
Next week Rosemary will invite you to write about writing:
either write a poem about writing poetry, or tell us a story about
story-telling.
Nice prompt, I wrote to it, sort of. Just in the writing was great to be able. I spent almost an hour working on it while Mrs. Jim was taking class at our library. I'm not sure if my Spine Senryu was about a victory or a downer. ??
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Must be victory Jim
DeleteTime in a library is always a victory
DeleteThank you for the (very fitting) Queen video. Always such a treat!
ReplyDeleteThey are one of my favorites
DeleteMine too!
DeleteSo much happening that I completely forgot to link my poem yesterday. Today then is the small victory of stumbling back to normal. Have a lovely weekend, all.
ReplyDeleteIt's a busy week for me too. Glad you could join us!
DeleteLike others, I've been going along, foot...foot...foot...Up all night, fell asleep before the Easter sunrise (a lovely one I missed), woke up feeling sick. Around midday the elimination of the glyphosate was close enough to completion that I actually had some energy to celebrate this day of joy. This could be called a victory, though hardly a poem-worthy one. Around 9 p.m. more poison was sprayed. Another unpleasant reaction began. Most of the reaction I felt while reading Rosemary's poem, and everyone else's sympathetic comments, came from that physical process...I had to lie down. Then I felt the urge to write a poem that directly disagrees, which some will consider rude, and to write it with a kind of half-rhyme scheme that some will also hate. Youall are free not to read "I Ground My Eye Into His Fist" or to consider it a symptom...something that just needed to get out.
ReplyDeleteHey, sometimes it's therapeutic to get things out on paper, or pixels in this case. I hope you feel better.
DeleteJust a small easy thought here, inspired by this fine prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks for playing along
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