This Love. Take It!


Thank you Heid and Juliet, for nominating me for the challenge of sharing “Love” with an axiom of ten lines. The rules are to:

  • only use four words in each sentence
  • each sentence to include the word “love”
  • to give my favourite quote on love
  • and to nominate other bloggers to share the love

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3rd March. I’m telling the truth when I lie about my age


“I forgot myself. It’s all coming back to me”

With the help of my life coach, Yusef Noden, (Thanks!), I am now above the x axis on my my depression curve. I think I’m OK. More than that I’m good. 90% certain. I’m living with a long forgotten passion and enjoying what I do.

“I’ve managed to pull my bally old kite out of a burning death spiral and I’m now flying 30 feet off the ground white knuckle gripping the stick, breathing hard and gathering my thoughts”

“I’m telling the truth when I lie about my age”
So today I am 30.
If you ask me I’m 30.
If it its on the web I’m 30
If it’s my inner voice I’m 30

The reality is ridiculous. I don’t believe it when I look in the mirror and no-one believes me when I tell them so the consensus agrees: my real age is a lie and 30 sounds about right so there you go.

Happy Birthday to me

Week off, Week on


Week off of my day job and a week on my first novel.

Yes, that’s right I’ve taken a week off work to do some serious work on my novel. My target for this week is to get at least 50 pages down and then keep going. I’m treating this week like Rabbit in 8 mile getting ready to flip the script.

I’ll post updates and other writing as I go. To be honest I needed to this since January but I think after these last three blogging events I’m ready to write.

 

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Writing 201: Drawer – The RIng


Sat in the drawer of my desk, useless and unused
Next to the stapler and the lidless marker, unwanted refused
Gathering dust and jammed under a ruler, my affection sill lingers
I move it to one side to get to a ballpoint, engagement ring without a finger

I wish I could say gone but not forgotten, take a sip of vanilla whey
I don’t mind I wasn’t the one you wanted, lean back a little and sway
Over you now and I’ve learned my lesson, selling it on eBay7642193362_3c8ab4f21f_b

Writing 201: Fingers – The shock of the pen


“Sure, eyes are expressive. But there’s so much more we can do with our fingers — today’s word prompt — from opening a gift and plucking a guitar to signing words and waving goodbye. If you want to go beyond actual digits, you could write about any finger-shaped object you find interesting, or about something that comes into frequent contact with your fingers: a ring, your keyboard, a glove.

Today’s suggested form might sound like an oxymoron: the prose poem. Unlike some of the other forms we experimented with — say, the limerick — a prose poem, by definition, has no fixed rules. Whether a reader sees the prose or the poetry in it hinges on a variety of factors beyond your control.

We’ve tackled alliteration last week — the strategic repetition of consonants in close proximity to each other. Today, let’s give assonance a try. It’s the same thing, only with vowels.

Assonance is subtler than alliteration, but can have a profound cumulative effect on a poem, especially when the repeated sound resonates somehow with the topic you’re writing about.”

 (Written with Eminem’s rapping style in mind)

Today’s poem has been guest blogged on Harsh Reality!

Writing 201: Hero, Ballad, anaphora/epistrophe – (and yet he didn’t cry)


“Whether it’s a hero or a heroine, your poem today should focus on a person with an outsized personality — someone who makes a splash (or a mess) whenever he or she crosses others’ path. A parent, a teacher, a writer, Batman: we all know someone heroic, whether in real life or in fiction. Of course, if you’re feeling less laudatory today, feel free to turn things around by writing about an antihero or a villain.

A ballad has something removed from daily life about it — though everyday topics can definitely be given the ballad treatment. The secret is to find the drama, the struggle, the heightened emotions of a given situation and use them to tell a story.

Today, let’s explore the potential of creative redundancy with two neighboring devices: anaphora (a-NAH-fra) and epistrophe (eh-PIS-tro-fee). You may have figured out by now that the fancier the Greek name, the simpler the device. And you’ll be right this time, too.

Anaphora simply means the repetition of the same word (or cluster of words) at the beginning of multiple lines of verse in the same poem. Epistrophe is its counterpart: the repeated words appear at the end of lines. Like most simple devices, though, the trick is in deploying them to their full effect. Repetition lends emphasis to words, adds weight, and leaves a deeper imprint in your readers’ memories. Think wisely about what it is you’re underlining.”

AND YET HE DIDN’T CRY

In an average chain cafe Hugo sat drinking an average cup of joe (and yet he didn’t cry)
He watched fat shoppers puffing carrying fat shopping bags home (and yet he didn’t cry)
Unbidden came to mind his first true love who let her long red hair flow (and yet he didn’t cry)
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What Happens When (Virtually) No One Buys Your Book — Medium


Sobering reading for the aspiring / self-published author but truth be told this is something I knew about – the possibility, nay certainty of commercial failure. Indeed for most of my life its been a belief that failure as a writer is certain that has kept me from trying. You think to yourself:

“it ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate son”

Writing with my eyes open…

What Happens When (Virtually) No One Buys Your Book — Medium.