Today that prompt was one that I have had for a while. Broken. And I was battling a migraine. So I have considered it before and only came up with cliché poetry. Today that prompt was right.
Migraine headache means that writing is cruel as I use electronic means only. Arthritis pain means handwriting is not a great idea. So I am struggled with even doing a poem.
Emily’s book of the Strange by Rob Reger
This is wonderfully illustrated. It’s a cute little goth story based upon the illustration. I truly enjoyed it.
I wanted to note that I set up the Monday poetry post to schedule and thought that it posted. Apparently the scheduling of posts are not working right for my WordPress. It may cause some hiccups in my timeline. I hope to continue with the posts during the week. Just a reminder I will not be posting next week due to the holiday. I will be back the Monday after Thanksgiving with more poetry. And I will be doing another post on world building tomorrow.
Prompts
1. Disaster
2. Quiet
3. Loud
Ok I know that today was supposed to be teaser Tuesday. Only problem is that I have been sick for three days… That stupid weather change sniffles thing. I have been trying to keep up with everything but Serena’s nano novel has suffered. We are passed the 10k mark… But then it kinda got back burner treatment because of the sick. I refuse to post the same teasers. I respect you too much for that. I do have the rest of the week. And Teaser Tuesday may not be a every week thing. I will attempt to at least update you on how the writing is going, even if I can’t do a teaser. On that note, Spilled verse is coming along. I already have six or seven poems out of the seventy needed(all of the volumes I publish have at least seventy poems).
All of the links are listed on my post Links updated. I post them every so often as to bump them up on my blog.
Thanksgiving week I will not be posting. Family time, not internet time and all of that. Hopefully you all have a miraculous holiday.
Oh and be sure to check out my second world building post on Friday.
There was no poem for Monday as I was too sad to write. Stan Lee’s passing was monumental. Yes I know that he was old. Somehow though he was one of those people who seem immortal. So I will try to do the poem prompt for today as well as tomorrow’s then. For tonight… The world is just too sad. So I am going to bed hoping that Mr. Lee is greeted on the other side like the hero he was.
Prompt a private poem.
This one is a bit of a thing for me. I don’t believe in secrets. I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse. The word secret carries some tough pain with it. Please if it has to be a secret, don’t do it…
So between layout for this and general feeling blah… Guess what I did not get done. Will be up again around three. In the am. So I already wrote the poem. Just got to put it on a graphic and draw the art.
Today’s prompt is expensive. I had an author takeover event on Facebook and a migraine this morning. Add it all up….and I was overwhelmed. I will get the poem written and hopefully posted by tomorrow. Thanks for your understanding.
Oh btw, the schedule I have planned is probably going to start in November.
Sorry for the delay on that poem. But it was just too much for my tired brain this morning.
I actually discussed with a fellow author/poet why we as creators need sleep. She said that there was not enough hours in the day and wondered why she needed sleep… My response : because without sleep you cannot make the thoughts. without the thoughts you cannot make the art and poetry and words. That is a sad. do not make the sad.
Well this week I have been making the sad. Way too little sleep and trying to do too much. My blog has been updated daily, I have been doing a poem daily, a drawing daily, and an Instagram challenge. I have added about 500 words to my latest children’s book (Attack of Shoe Mountain). I have done some work on the player’s guide for my gaming group. I have made some Christmas presents (resin earrings mostly) and a birthday present for my sister’s beautiful 25 year old daughter. And all of the other household and personal chores that come up daily. So as you can see I have been busy. I tried to keep up but sleep failed. It happens. But I am now caught up. I thank you all for your patience.
Due to a lot of lack of sleep over the last two nights, My brain is not in a good place for poetry. So I will post the poem after sleep has been achieved. Still here is the inktober offerings for day 11. Prompt: cruel.
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