I used to delete almost everything I wrote. It’s a habit hard to shake; even now I flick through documents of words, my words, and I want to pretend they were never written. But at the time they meant something. They probably still do, if I read them with the right eyes rather than the … Continue reading The Simple Poet
With the hype of NaNoWriMo I realised I never reflected on my challenge of writing a poem a day for a month. So, here we go. I have three notebooks stashed in my guitar case, within them holding my songs and poems. I filled up half a notebook during my month of writing a poem … Continue reading That Time I Wrote a lot of Poems
Day One - Thursday Why don't I have a plan? It’s day one of NaNoWriMo and I don’t have anything to write. This is why people take Preptober so seriously. On one hand I knew this would happen. I didn’t have a specific direction and didn’t want to force a novel that wasn’t ready to … Continue reading November Diary / NaNo 2018
The creative paragraph I wrote today. "What are you doing?" He asks the question gently, out of politeness rather than yearning for response. She does something with her shoulders then – not quite a shrug, but changing position so she can write and keep the paper in place with one hand. "Investing in my future." … Continue reading Floating / Short Story
It’s time to get back into it. In my mind, blogging is reaching a brick wall and wanting to get to the other side. Most of the time I can climb over the top, scaling the heights easily, no resistance. Words build up and fall down and quite suddenly the brick wall is behind me. … Continue reading Write, Now
In the past two days, since deciding to write creatively regardless of purpose, I have written six mini poems and a few fictional paragraphs that don’t fit into my novel. It’s quite nice, writing aimlessly whilst knowing I’m doing it for myself. It doesn’t have a point which is the point. Rather than saying ‘it’s … Continue reading Speak / Poem
Yesterday someone told me they were impressed by my notebook collection. Impressed further still when I told them they were all filled save for the one I currently use. I journal nearly everyday. Not just ‘this is what happened today’, but reflections and thoughts and emotions and prayers and poems and short stories and ideas … Continue reading A Poem a Day
Poems can be easier to post on my blog because they can be abstract and I can hide behind a metaphor without fully explaining the meaning of it. There's so much room to interpret what it means that the significance of the poem gets lost underneath the struggle to understand it. With a poem, the … Continue reading Poems are Easier
'Watching the World Go On', a poem by me, someone who's sick with nothing else to do. Dry toast Cups of tea Beanie’s on Protecting me Sun’s out World can see Day moves on Without me Work isn’t done Cries out a plea Mark me off your list Complete me Tissues pile up Let me … Continue reading Watching the World Go On / Poem
the softest words 