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Aug. 10th, 2007


susanwrites

This week's poems - Friday August 10, 2007

Here was the picture:



And here are the poems:


 Lean Times in Modern Architecture

No gingerbread,
No chocolate shutters.
Peering, the crone hopes
for children selling cookies
for lunch.
   ~~~ cute_n_cranky




Open windows,
Beckon the light.
Still, darkness envelops the room.
Sunshine!
Sunshine!
Where art thou?
   ~~~ Catherine Ipcizade




Lock picks failed
Time to take a crowbar to the windows
   ~~~janni



A Doctor's Visit
The door was
always
shut--
but now
I must push hard
to close it
once again.
   ~~~ dianemdavis




Finally,
sunshine slivers
inch
through
windows
to yesterday's darkness.
Rays of forgiveness flood the hardwood.
   ~~~Fiona Bayrock





Forgive me
Let me in
I didn't mean it
It's me that sucks.
Not You.
   ~~~ Pamela Ross



Your grey house
Your grey door
Your bare windows
Your bare floor
Less is more
   ~~~ Pamela Ross



in
or out
or in
again
make up your mind
dog
   ~~~ Susan Taylor Brown

Aug. 9th, 2007


susanwrites

PhotoPoetry - This week's photo



Which side of this door are you on?  (in 15 words or less?)

Here are the rules for photo poetry:
http://community.livejournal.com/wordygirls/12270.html


Aug. 8th, 2007


susanwrites

What's the WORST writing advice you ever received?

I'll start off right now saying I'm not sure I have an answer for this myself but I'm throwing the question out there anyway - what's the worst writing advice you've ever received? Did you follow it and then regret it? Did you pass it on to someone else and then later wish you hadn't? Did you laugh it off knowing it was wrong? 

I don't think it's the worst advice but for years and years and YEARS I have heard "write what you know" and I've mostly discounted it. Okay except for the first few years I was writing. If I only wrote what I knew I would be a very boring writer because the truth is, while I MAY know a lot, I don't think I know very much at all. It is in the process of digging deep that I learn more.

Hmm...I'll have to ponder my own question for a bit. Your turn.

Aug. 6th, 2007

retro post

susanwrites

What are you NOT writing?

Many writers don't like to talk about a current WIP for fear of losing the magic of the story before it is complete.

Other writers don't have a current WIP to talk about so they make up tons of excuses designed to make you think they have this really great WIP going but you can tell that they haven't written in weeks, months, years even.

And then there are writers like me who freely admit that they are not doing a whole lot in the actual writing department lately. But I'm doing a lot of thinking about what I'm NOT writing.

I'm not writing a couple of stories that are loosely based on a couple of childhood experiences. I'm not writing them because, well, first of all because to do so would probably be hard on my mom. I'm going to need to write them though one of these days if only to let go of some of the angst I carry with me as a result of it. I'm also not writing them because I don't know that I am yet the writer I need to be in order to do the stories justice. Soon, but not yet.

I'm not writing any of the 25 or so Civil War stories that I have floating around in my head as a result of research that fills 5 file cabinet drawers (long drawers) in the garage. I'm not writing them because a few years ago I put so much energy into finding what I thought were interesting characters and interesting events and I wrote my heart into them and they were rejected in such a way that it didn't hurt as much as it made me feel like this was one of those things I just couldn't do. Hard to explain but I don't know that I have the energy to tackle history at the moment. (That will change in the next 6 months or so, whenever I get the edits on the Alamo book. At least I hope it will change.)

I'm not writing my airplane story because the thought of it overwhelms me. It has been rewritten so many times over the last 15+ years. I know I need to throw out all I ever did and start from scratch but that thought overwhelms me too. Still, it's the one thing I probably should be writing next.

I'm not writing about Max because he scares me and I know that I will have to write some tough things that some people aren't going to want to hear about. I'll do it but I'm not quite ready yet.

I'm not writing another verse novel because I still don't really believe I'm a poet. I write poetic prose which isn't the same thing. I know it but sometimes I think other people don't think I know the difference. I need to overcome this, I know.

I'm not writing about Mr. Mac and company because I froze, plain and simple, when I realized how many elements of my story were similar to other stories I've read. On an intellectual level I know that there are only so many stories/plots and it is how we tell them that makes a difference. Still it's hard sometimes to let go. For example (not a real life one, just an example.) If a friend publishes about a kid that raises earthworms and then I start writing and suddenly something with earthworms appear, that might be too close for comfort. If a friend's newly released book takes place on a farm in Ohio and has a boy and his dog and I start writing and realize that my story is on a farm too, it still feels too close. How close is too close? I'm not sure and I'm not writing this until I figure things out or find a new way to tell the story.

Mostly I'm not writing because I'm in nesting mode. The house we bought in March is turning into a home. I'm nesting and nesting feels safe.

Writing isn't safe, not good writing. The stories I want to tell have a lot of risks attached to them. But I know it's getting close time to step out of the nest and take a risk. And I know it's okay to do that because I have a safe place for those times when I get scared. That doesn't mean it is going to be easy, but it helps to know home base is there.

So what are you not writing and why?

Aug. 3rd, 2007


susanwrites

This Week's Poems - August 3, 2007


Don't look at me;
Just go away!
No hugs,
No jokes,
No call to play!
   --cute_n_cranky


His cry
remained unanswered,
and desperation
was all
that was left
of his world.
   --dianemdavis


Alone.
There is no greater sadness
than knowing there's
no one else
to turn to.
   --J. Bayrock

 

laughing at
you
I hide from
me
wishing
I was
you
   --Susan Taylor Brown


A bonus for this week (perhaps). You can go here to see the brainstorm that led to my poem.

Aug. 2nd, 2007


susanwrites

This week's photo

Well Laura and so many other folks are off to the conference I'm feeling a little bit like the boy in this week's photo:



What's his story (in 15 words or less?)
Here are the rules for photo poetry http://community.livejournal.com/wordygirls/12270.html

Write on, right now.

Jul. 31st, 2007


susanwrites

Last day to show us where you create

This is the end of the month and I had hoped to see a lot more pics or links to pics about where we all do our creative work. See this earlier post.

The day is still young (at least out here in California) so not post a pic or email it to me so I can put them all together in one place to motivate the rest of us?

Jul. 15th, 2007


susanwrites

Tell an Author You Care Day

What a great idea. Emily at Whimsy Books has set up Tell An Author You Care Day, slated for tomorrow, Monday, July 16th.

So many people think that once a book is in print, the authors are suddenly celebrities with huge mailbags of fan letters being trucked in every week. Sadly, that is not the case for most authors. So here's your chance - tell an author you loved their book, post a review on Amazon, do something to show an author you care that they took the time to tell a story that touched your heart.

And don't forget to post pictures or links to pictures about where you create (wriite/draw/make music/etc) I'm collecting them all through the month of July and will post the collection in August. See this post for more information.

Jul. 4th, 2007


susanwrites

where we create

Some people might think we should change the name of this blog to wordyGIRL because Laura has been the only one consistently posting. Can I just say, thank you, Laura for keeping the light on for us? I really am trying to find my way back here.

This is a cross-post from my own blog because I hope to get a lot of responses. I'd like to request for people to share pictures of where you create. I'll collect them through, hmm, maybe all of July and then repost a compilation, probably right here at WordyGirls.

Feel free to post a link to either a picture in your blog or on your website of your workspace. Let me know the following information:

your name:
type of creator: author/artist/musician, etc
where we can find out more about you: blog, website

Example:

Susan Taylor Brown, author
http://susanwrites.livejournal.com
http://www.susantaylorbrown.com

Here are a few pictures of my office. Normally NOTHING is this clean but we just moved in and are getting settled and I am taking pics of it looking nice because I fear (okay, I know) it won't last.





And from my office I can look into our library


Spread the word and let's see how many creative people we can get to show us where the magic happens for them. I'll collect images and info through July and post them in August.

Jun. 15th, 2007


susanwrites

The Poems: June 15, 2007

One day,
you'll let go
and I'll splash through
the world,
messy, but sure.

--- Kristy Dempsey

 


Before you know the risks
Of cliffs and jagged paths,
Let me help you--hold you.

--- Anonymous


Letting Go
Muddy waters just beyond:
tugging,
reaching,
holding on.
I’ve got you covered, Son.

--- msiddals

 

Reflections
Look, Daddy!
Come and see.
In the water,
look, it's me!

--- jharfam


I didn't mean to
drop
my truck.
Get it
dad
please?
Just jump.

--- Susan Taylor Brown

 

the river

Look
the water
my favorite river
I just wanted to share it with you
so that you
can bring your son, some day
and share
memories

--- Wendie Old

 

Don't be in such a hurry
to grow up,
I've only just met you
son.

--- Diane M. Davis

 

Growing Pains

Your hand,
My arm.
We're one, we're two.
You look.
I leap
Back Into You

---Pamela Ross

 

 

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