It’s been a long week and tonight I’m huddled up in jammies, robe and blankets. I have a chill and feel yucky. Hopefully I’ll feel better in the morning. I wanted to spend some time writing but my brain is fuzzy and I’ve taken an Alka Selter Cold and plan to curl up with my book and go to sleep as soon as it kicks in.
I wrote a haiku earlier this week and found the comments interesting. I need to work on clarity. My first two lines meant one thing to me and something else to readers. I wrote Smoke and mirrors lie, giving form to hopeful thoughts. To me, the hopeful thoughts already existed. The smoke and mirrors created an illusion that made them seem more solid. We turn away now meant we stop looking because if we look too closely at an illusion, we see through it to the uncomfortable and often unwanted reality.
Writing poetry is different than my usual blog posts because I can usually explain and clarify as I go along. The poem, once written, is just thrown out there. It hangs on the web all by itself and because of the nature of writing from a prompt and hooking it to poems and comments by others that I don’t know and who don’t know me, it’s a bit unsettling. It’s a little thing and I will be writing more. I will write for the practice and just to see what I might have in me.
I still plan to continue blogging about everything else. My life, my work, how to do simple things on the computer and I plan to explore this too. It’s incredibly fun for one thing. I read a quote that spoke of writing as using words to express a feeling and the reader reads the words and feels that same feeling – becomes infected. That is the clarity I want. To paint a word picture that evokes a feeling, even if it isn’t exactly like the feeling that I started with – that’s joy. I know I need to educate myself on the mechanics. I have good people I can go to for that as well as books and the internet. The comment section would be a wonderful place for assistance with that (hint hint).
What a wonderful thing to have the internet. To write and have the opportunity for immediate feedback. I want to give as much time as possible to commenting on the work of others because they will teach me. I’ve read some amazing things this week and am in awe of the voices and the courage that puhes them to write and then just throw it out there, not knowing if it will be loved or come home bruised and broken. I think losing myself in something like this is a perfect cure for a disease I didn’t know I had – if I have the guts….
It’s been a long week and I’ve written more than I intended, so goodnight world.