Always the last to know When I was still all pimples and pantsNever knowing quite how to sit or standAll through junior college thinking I had friendsAlways the last to know. If someone looks at me a tad too longI'll be so happy, I'll launch into an aria or songWill weep buckets confused when those … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #84
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My Monday Metrical Musings #45
What Does A Bus Carry? What does a bus carry? A bus carries...hopes,...dreams,...ambitions.As it meanders downthirsty streetsparched by the noonday heat. Every warm body on boardon the way to onefinal destinationof...cheers...fears...jeers...tears. What does a bus carry? Sunbeams and clustersof ...concatenation...coagulation...congestion. What lies ahead lies withinthat moving contraption.Each one a constellationof endless ...contemplation...consideration...continuation. A busstops at … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #45
Am I living a “low-desire life”? ABSOLUTELY!
Each time I go for a swim these past few years, I would complete just 20 laps. Usually finished in under 45 minutes, about two to three times a week. Some would say a leisurely life. Why 20 laps only? No rhyme or reason; I could probably do at least ten more if I felt … Continue reading Am I living a “low-desire life”? ABSOLUTELY!
Feel Good Book Review #1 – The world can’t get enough of feel-good quotes
The other day my wife told me about a book someone mentioned to her. I was immediately attentive, since she rarely talks about books, a topic I'm always game for. She said that according to her friend, this book could be read by anyone of almost any age (meaning there were both pictures for toddlers … Continue reading Feel Good Book Review #1 – The world can’t get enough of feel-good quotes
“Happy Valentines Day son!” – Letter to him when the time comes
Happy Valentines Day, son!Yes, your dear old man can't help but notice that February 14 is here again.Since you're now of age to date, I thought it's high time I shared my Valentines Day experience with you, in hopes it'll help you navigate the sea of love.I remember well the stress I had as a … Continue reading “Happy Valentines Day son!” – Letter to him when the time comes
My Monday Metrical Musings #10
When Breath Becomes Air Photo by Spencer Selover on Pexels.com As I live and breatheI hold fast to this momentIt's between past and futureI think it's called "being present"? As I live and breatheI count each inhalationOne. Two. Three. Four.Followed by an exhalation. As I live and breatheI close my eyesAnd clear my thoughtsOf all … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #10
Reasons why writers write? Same as why not everyone’s suited to a writing life
There comes a time when writers will inevitably ask THE question: Why choose a writing life? I've no idea, and I'm not alone. No less a giant in the literary world than George Orwell himself once said: “All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery." … Continue reading Reasons why writers write? Same as why not everyone’s suited to a writing life
As writers, we must fight Resistance every day
Alright. This is me keeping a promise I made. I'm going to talk about every writer's mortal enemy: The "Resistance". First coined by Steven Pressfield, the Resistance is the collective term for everything that gets in the way of the creative process. It's what every creative person in every creative endeavour endures as a result … Continue reading As writers, we must fight Resistance every day
2020: Stitching. Shrinking. Slowing. Sleeping. Silencing. Singling. Searching. Seeking. Surrendering. Saving. Surging. Surpassing.
On this the first day of 2020, I've decided to break down here what I plan to do with it. For starters, I will prioritise writing on a daily basis, five days a week (Tue - Sat), 750 words each day. No exceptions. I know I've said this on numerous occasions, but it's gotten to … Continue reading 2020: Stitching. Shrinking. Slowing. Sleeping. Silencing. Singling. Searching. Seeking. Surrendering. Saving. Surging. Surpassing.