Showing posts with label ficly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ficly. Show all posts

Saturday, January 29, 2011

This Blazé Mood Just Won't Do

Day 28: Something That You Miss

Right now, I miss writing. I haven't done much more than blog (and you can tell that's been every other day lately) and copy over a story with multiple POVs to one singular first person Point of View.

I haven't been on my favorite website!

I miss the feeling of completion when I finish something epic and hit that submit button.

I miss the elation at getting a new comment on my work, even if it offers up a critique.

I miss the zone I go into when I am typing up a scene. Much like reading, stepping away from the piece back into reality is surreal.

At least during Nano I was writing every day and felt this bliss often. It's just been a long week, and I'm facing another long week, so I just want to crash and do nothing and wallow in my own self laziness.

But then I wouldn't have clean clothes.

And my yucky mood would last longer.

We can't have that.

(Usually what I miss is having a real girlie friend to shop with, but I'm not in a shopping mood.)

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

I Prefer Something Borrowed or Blue..

Day 16: Your views on mainstream music

I just did a post on music! I don't listen to mainstream music! Sure, I pick up on popular songs in commercials and movies and the occasional radio I catch while with someone else, but I don't stay abreast of the newest bands.

So let's change this.

Day 16: When Was the last Time You Tried Something New

Well, I got a new CD for Christmas, and everything is good about it but the lead singer screams in some songs.

Um..

Sometimes we try a new variation of a food we already like. Does that count?
Oh, look, honey! They make it in a pastry now!

I sub in new classrooms in new schools, that's always an adventure!

I tried twitter and took notes on marketing myself as an author and self published with different sites. I also headed up the ficly paperback project. How's that?

I'm not much for trying new things, I guess. I mean, I work up to changes gradually. I don't even like to jump in the pool to get over the shock of the water being cold, but I did that for the first time in 2010.

I actually wrote this question on my calendar after I read it a couple weeks ago. It seemed a New Year's kind of thing to do. See? I even had to warm up to the question!

So, I guess I have to make a point to do new things this year.

Gulp

I'm scared to ask, but, any suggestions?

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Ficly Poem: Size Matters

If I were taller..

I could reach the second shelf in the cabinets
I could dunk a basketball
I could write at the top of the chalkboard

I could hoist a child on my shoulders for a better view
I could shop in the Misses section
I could drive all models of vehicles comfortably

But I’d have a good view of the dirt on top of the fridge
I’d have to duck under low door frames
And people would always ask me to get things down

I would miss being able to rescue a terrified kid from the McDonald’s Playland
I would miss reaching into small spaces
I would miss climbing onto the roof of the van to strap down luggage

I couldn’t rest my head on my hubby’s chest near his heart
I couldn’t fit in the tent with my kids
I couldn’t grow anymore anyway, so I guess,

I’ll stay short