The interwebs are a dangerous place. I stumbled upon a link to Google sites, and now I have a ton of ideas about linking wayward posts, and things ::am vague::. I did have an idea about the story I am writing being online, virtual with links, and photos, and maps and other interactive stuff. Not sure I am up to that level, but ideas abound.
Just what I need, more projects. Can I purchase some time? That would be an amazing Google feature. And you know one day, when they own the earth, they will have conquered time. That app will be on its way. It had better be free.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Career opportunities, the ones that never knock
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Monday, August 25, 2008
House cleaning
::tidies up Don't Make Me Dance All Night for writing group on Friday::
::worries:: ::cringes::
::Hears "Put it in scene"::
::knows this:: ::laughs::
I wonder if I should send the MP3 that has been so inspirational. I hope I have the guts to dance at the end of the world. Because really, any other way would just be sad. Dance for the life you had. That is totally worthy.
Recent purchases: The Maytrees by Annie Dillard. I have yet to read anything by her except The Writing Life, so I thought it was time.
The Welsh Girl by Peter Ho Davies because I love the premise. POW camp during the Second World War in Wales. Friendship tale. I did not know there were POW camps in Wales. Assuming that is true, really neat idea.
John Ashbury's Self Portrait in a Convex Mirror. I figured I should read more of him than I have found online. Can't wait! Skimming I found the best first line: "Once I let a guy blow me." That dear readers is starting a poem with gusto. He might have backed away from the experience (2nd line) but not enough not to write about it. That is a poet. So much info in that line. "Once", historical and never since but also in a contemplative state of mind. "I let" totally in control, "guy" the reveal... "blow me". End stopping on the reveal. Period. Short statement of fact.
I think I mentioned this already, but Mary Kinzie's A Poet's Guide to Poetry. Still enjoying.
Have a great day. I have to go tidy this story.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
::is scheduling for writing group::
You don't know how happy this makes me. Really and truly, to sound like a 14 year old in love. I should add sparkles. And love hearts and Mrs.... signatures. And it isn't just the mango margaritas either. Though that does add a texture that isn't found on the page.
Two more vignettes have made their way off my hand. This makes me happy too. In some ways to write is to disappear into a room of one's own, and sometimes that is an especially nice feeling. The place is figurative, the feeling literal.
I write this while Word is opening, because my Word program is cranky, and old, and you really can't push it around. I think it gets tired sometimes. It isn't used as often as it should be, so it doesn't really have me as an excuse.
Have a lovely evening.
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
Things have been in flux since vacation with both visitors and business meetings. I haven't gotten as much writing done as I would have liked because of that. Time of one's own. I have been getting small bits done on the ever growing short story. Seems that time allowable is time spent. My daughter's clarinet lessons have provided an hour of uninterrupted time, so bits are written. I remember when my kids used to have speech class, the same thing happened. An hour of time. No distractions. The thing is even when I have time, looming possible interruptions are interruptions. Kinda like have a beeper that could go off anytime; it might not but the potential is there. I never liked beepers. The time needs to be non-interruptible time. I know I should learn another process, but heh...time.
It should help when the kids get back to school, and I get back to my regular work schedule. We shall see. Plus writing group is going to start up again, and that is always inspiring.
I wonder why the font is different here. Maybe blogger changed again.
Have a great day.
Vicky
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Friday, July 04, 2008
Research
From Geeks are Sexy. I think the wind would take out most things beforehand. I hadn't considered the shadow of it as it eclipsed the sun's light. Will need to revise, and add. I also didn't think it would take a whole day to surround the earth. I thought it would be almost immediate.
Also, may be going to the town of my "haven't worked on it in a while" story. I have mixed feelings, because it is entirely possible I don't want to know what the real one looks like, because what if it is wrong!? I have the town laid out in my head nicely thank you, so I kinda don't want to know. But I am sure I will take notes anyway.
Have a great fourth! Boom boom.
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Monday, June 23, 2008
Ear worms
Does anyone else write with earworms buzzing around? This new story I am writing is being powered by this earworm. If I am thinking of this song, singing away in my mind, the story just rides along nicely. When the song is off, so is the story. Interesting.
Luckily, it is a helluva song.
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Let's dance
I only wrote about a page or so yesterday, but the theme that was sneaking around, appearing to not want be captured, tidied itself up nicely with a pretty dress and maybe even high heels (I didn't look down), and brought itself around just where I needed it to be.
That felt great.
It's like it knows when it will be needed, and waited patiently for it to occur to me.
Writers, always the last to know.
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
Catching up, or writing in a vise
I had fallen a few days behind on the NaPoReMo, but did catch up. Li-Young Lee. The posts are over at PFFA. There are some interesting poets (several of whom I have never heard) being talked about over there. Neat stuff.
I got a very tiny little bit of writing done yesterday on my end of the world story. What I want to do with this, and what I am capable of doing with this might be very far apart at this moment. I will continue to force those two together. Writing in a vise. Hahaha. Anyway. Um.
I had a moment of a poem the other day, but then it was gone. Butterfly nets and vises, the tools of the trade. Or something commensurate with that.
Have a great day. I might even write!
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Twice in one day ooooohhhh
I am killing every character in this new story. Part of the story so, cool not just me killing my darlings. I seemingly like to kill off characters. Maybe I will leave an astronaut or someone floating around the earth. I am amused by this idea. Not sure if I should be, but I am.
Also, as the world shuts down in this story, the Daily Show will continue broadcasting. I literally laughed out loud when I realized this was to be so. Because they might just do that. I love that show. Anyhoo...
Other news. Rob's idea here is brilliant. I haven't decided what book of poems yet, but will. I have a few days. I will have no intartube connection from the 5-11 of June, so I will bunch up a few, and then catch up later. I have done Napowrimo, Nablopomo (wins for funniest sounding!) and now NaPoReMo. I am definitely cranking out the Na...mos. Ha.
Have a great evening. I am off to kill Barbara Sue. The fact that her initials are BS amuses me even more. Chuckling here. Don't mind me....
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Sunday, May 18, 2008
Now what
I have to say that finding and discovering characters is relatively easy for me. They just appear. I came up with an idea for a story, that takes several character's views of an event. Poof, I had 11 characters vying for my attention. I have already figured out their approach to the event, how they will deal. This I think will stretch me, because I almost might find writing their voices challenging. They are very different, but I hope their voices don't blend and blur. It will involve some research too (which I love) because they live all over the globe. I am going global!!
I think I have a title too, but that may change.
I have written no poetry except for a few blibs and blabs since April. No surprise, but I have been reading more.
Mostly the classics. My son is addicted to the game Age of Mythology, and because of the actual content in that game, he has been talking mythology non stop. We have been researching all those gods and goddesses which got me reading the classics I already had. Which were not enough. I picked up a copy of The Longman Anthology of World Literature, Volume A: The Ancient World for $4.35 used. Perfect condition I might add. Anyway, I have been drilling through the centuries. I am preferring the Greeks I have to say. Although the beauty of Gilgamesh is unsurpassed, even by today's standards. Or a fabulous translation. Either way, excellent. And now I want to learn Cuneiform script, not that I know a thing about it. But it worked for them.
Have a good evening.
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