There once was a man from... OR Fun with Writing
Another blog day.
Indecision? Not this month.
Today I'm prepared.
Read on.
I often write in my head. If it gets serious, I'll stop and search for something to write on. Sometimes I write real words, sometimes I think about the way something will look on the page. Sometimes things pop into my head pretty much fully formed.
If I stop to write on paper, I try to gather these up at the end of the day and put them on my desk. I usually have to clean off my desk more than once a week so I can tell what's important and what isn't. Sometimes what I write during this time is a keeper. Sometimes I look at it and stick it in the shredder because it doesn't quite make sense.
Other times during the day, I'll do a writing exercise. Sometimes I write these on paper or the computer. Sometimes, I just do them in my head. I love to write flash fiction or sometimes just a paragraph or two about a photograph. That's my favorite. My next favorite is writing a story or a stream-of-conscious thingie from a list of words, like "Wednesday Words," sometimes hosted at Elephant Child's blog here.
I also write poetry. I suck at it. Always have, and most likely always will. But a friend who was a real poet encouraged me to keep at it. He passed away a year or so ago, but I honor his memory by continuing my hand at it.
I especially like haiku, like the one at the top of this blog. It's short. It has rules. It's supposed to be about the natural world. I think. But I write it about anything. And I can do that in my head while I'm doing dishes or laundry or whatever.
Now, about that man in the title of this post. I also like to write limericks. I suck at those more than I suck at haiku. Here you go:
There once was a man from Seattle
Who once bought a boat he could paddle
His wife lived in Maine
His mother in Spain
And his kids all wanted to tattle.
Now you know why I write fluffy fiction - like the cotton below :)
See you next month!
Comments
It sounds as if writing is integral to who you are. This reader thanks you - and all writers.
I'm sorry you lost your friend the poet...
Jemi - I think haiku is fun, even though I don't do it well.
Rachna - A hundred writers, a hundred different ways :)
Natalie - As you read, I don't do it well at all. Totally sticking to fiction except for fun here and there.
EC - I'm sure most writer will agree with me when I say I value readers just as much, if not more.
Diane - I wouldn't attempt to write lyrics or any type of freeform poetry. Scares me just thinking about it.
Liza - Whatever gets you going is what works for you.
H.R. - All part of the process, I think. Most days I don't know what I'm going to write until I sit down. Some days I can figure out where it comes from. Other days I have no idea.
Lynda - You never know, LOL :)
Karen - I'm not a fan of poetry eithher. If it hadn't been at the urging of my friend, I would never have undertaken any of it at all.