Haha, OK not really. But I was at the wedding of a good friend yesterday and spent most of today (instead of working on Camp Nano outlines, of course) writing wedding-themed poems and things. And whenever I write anything that’s semi-inspired by friends I always think of this episode of Bob’s Burgers.
Because I AM Tina Belcher.
Since also I’m myself, though, which is to say, a relentlessly depressing person, I ended up returning to my favorite theme of unrequited love instead of like, marital bliss or whatever, by imagining that one of our other friends was in love with the groom, and writing from his perspective. So that’s where the friend fiction bit comes in.
On an unrelated note, I wonder why I don’t have more friends?
So yes. Prose poem!
Still ineffectively plotting my great surrealist mystery novel. Watching Twin Peaks, reading some Murakami and Tana French to try and inspire myself. Unfortunately, the answers I’m looking for don’t seem to be the kind that strike like lightning bolts, but rather the kind that can only be unearthed through careful, methodical thought. But there’s only so many times you can turn over the same set of facts in your head before feeling like the process is fruitless, and needing a break.
Writing’s hard, y’all.
For now, I’ll share a couple more poems I created on Storybird. It’s been a lovely, stress-free way to expend a little creative energy while I’ve been too depressed to approach more serious poetry writing.
Once Camp NaNoWriMo‘s done, I’ll probably return to posting daily poetry. Maybe keep a haiku or tanka journal to stretch my wings. I find working in smaller forms is soothing. It helps clarify my thoughts.
I may throw up another post later tonight, trying to work through the awful knot of all Where The Light Gets In‘s convoluted plot threads. It’s less than two weeks til July now. Crunch time!
According to WordPress, this is my 100th post on Thunder Clouds & Tea Leaves! Huzzah! With all of my blog commitment issues and propensity towards procrastination, I never thought I’d get this far. I better go buy myself a drink. I deserve it.
I’ve put my poetry efforts aside for the time being, to focus on my planning for July’s Camp NaNoWriMo. That said, I’ll probably still find inspiration to write some small pieces here and there.
I’ve been messing around on StoryBird in my spare time. It’s basically a site that lets writers pair their words with visuals created by a variety of artists. They’ve got a page for poets that’s like doing magnet poetry, except you build your poems around the illustration you chose from their artists’ page. It’s pretty nifty, and a lot of fun. I’d recommend checking it out.
Day 24, another haibun. (This one more unwieldy and undisciplined than yesterday’s, unfortunately.) This is also for a dVerse challenge— “I want you to write a poem about the farewell you gave but didn’t mean to – the good-bye you said but hoped that you will meet again at the crossroads.” You should come join the fun!
I had to really rush this one, but I might come back later for a second attempt, because I completely love this prompt. By virtue of this rushed-ness, the haiku at the end of the piece is recycled from earlier in the month. The haibun is kind of an expansion on it… meh. Anyways…
PS: If anyone visiting from dVerse is interested, this song feels like it could have been written specifically for this challenge, and I immediately thought of it when I saw the topic– so if the prompt’s put you in the mood to get misty-eyed, I figured I’d share
This one’s for the Haibun Monday Challenge over at dVerse! The challenge was to write about what you do to empty your mind and relax. Since I have a difficult time getting my inner monologue to shut up even for a minute, I wrote about sitting at a cafe with a pot of tea and a good book — the best I can do to tune out my brain’s constant yammering is to replace it with someone else’s! And even then I don’t do such a good job 😉