That is an interesting thought to ponder… a happy poet. I do feel I tend to write better poems when I am dealing with an open wound so to speak. My hurt and pain seem to bleed right onto the page. But when it is a happy day, it seems harder to produce a sunshine and roses poem that doesn’t seem forced.
I have had my share of pain in the past and as I age there is definitely more loss in my life. These all carry strong emotions and are easier to get on paper. Having dealt with depression for many years, I find the joys just aren’t as high as the lows are deep.
So maybe there is a little truth to this quote. What do you think, can you be a happy poet?
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – oxymoron
This one has me stumped. I have tried poems and stories and I don’t like where any of them are headed. Maybe I am just having a lackadaisical day after a busy week of doctor’s appointments and pool therapy. My flare is finally starting to wan a bit, not gone but better. The pain, fatigue and depression really can wear me out and zap my enthusiasm.
But I am still determined to get caught up within a day or two by the end of the month. So I hope to post at least twice a day and I can get back on track. I hope all of you readers in the United States have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend. Thanks for having patience with me!
It has been a little while, but Fandango has done it again. Sent me to the Great Google Gods of the internet to decipher another word. And even with the definition from the Oxford Dictionary all I can pull out of my head was an episode of the old TV show Growing Pain. The oldest daughter Carol is a smart kid and trying to impress a teacher fills a paper with all sorts of mile long words. The teacher is not impressed and gives her a bad grade saying it was too much. After an argument from Carol, I will never forget the teacher’s line was “(it was) replete with stinkiosity.” In other words, it was pedantic.
Sorry, that is all I’ve got today. Maybe the next post will trigger something worthwhile. Have a great weekend everyone! (((HUGS)))
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – pedantic
It is going to be a busy September. I have seven PT sessions scheduled, five doctor visits and an MRI all on my plate for the month. It also happens to be my daughter and niece’s birthdays this month. AND… I am my niece’s driver since she has no interest in driving and I have two appointments to take her too as well. Makes me tired just writing it all out.
The one good thing is it looks as if there will be a little college football to follow. I haven’t really paid attention to know if pro ball is happening. But one of the teams I follow is scheduled to have their first game next week.
I want to get my med change settled out. Maybe reduce it or something because I am SO TIRED all the time with the new meds. … that is one of the doctors that I am seeing this month.
Before I finish up, I wanted to thank Fandango for sticking with this challenge. I know he has been struggling with the new block editor… THANKS for giving me inspiration to write. I just wish it hadn’t taken me so long to finish it. (Damn pills!) It has been fun though!
In addition I want to take a moment to thank those whose blogs I read that inspire me everyday. Those who take the time to comment on my writing – whether good or bad I want to know what you think. And even those who just drop by to read occasionally instead of following. You all make my day!
I write anywhere and everywhere. I always have paper with me or my notepad on my phone. But for my blogging time I am always in my recliner with my laptop. Usually a cat laying somewhere on the chair or me. I have something to drink close by. Often a music channel on for background inspiration and any notes I have made up to the time of writing. A lot of my writing comes to me in a rush. Then I edit. On a few rare occasions I have written and felt it needed no rewrites, but that doesn’t happen often. And I am probably wrong about it not needing the editing done to it, but I like it or I don’t publish. Speaking of publishing… it is that time. And off to the next word prompt.
(This is a rare picture of me… I feel a little like the neighbor Wilson on Home Improvement with something always hiding my face. I really do hate to have my picture taken. But this picture makes me smile… sadly the middle cat is gone and the top cat is very sick but they are all in my heart)
I was so close. I was within a half a day on posts, had a night I went to bed before I posted and wouldn’t you know it… a hurricane blew through Iowa. Ok, so it wasn’t really a hurricane. It was what they call a derecho. It was a storm with heavy rain, hail (although we didn’t specifically see any at our house) and winds clocked over 100 mph. It knocked out power to several thousand customers across the state, And so my day of writing Monday turned into a day of cribbage games and limited use of our phones.
Power for us ended up being out 31 hours (not that I was counting or anything) and think the deep freeze food is ok. But definitely the refrigerator food is history and our freezer on the refrigerator is questionable. Experts say 24 to 48 hours on freezer food in a power loss… I know the ice cream we had in there was very soft.
I know there are still houses dark tonight and one friend was told 3 to 4 days before it will be back on. I am thrilled to be back on the internet and writing again. It was just inevitable that I would once again fall behind because I was so close to caught up. Be patient… I WILL catch up again. Thanks!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – inevitable
Everyone knows it. It popped into my head the first time I saw the prompt. To assume makes this (ass) out of this (u) and this (me). I feel like I have made an ass of myself the last week or so. I have not had many creative juices flowing and have fallen behind again on my daily reading and prompts. But if all goes as planned I will only be one day behind by the end of tonight. And I am hoping I can catch that up before Friday.
So don’t go assuming I have vanished from Word Press it just isn’t true. I am plugging away as best as I can. Be prepared for a little more activity until I get squared away with the days. In the meantime I need to go write some more. I hope everyone has a great week!
Now enjoy this song with assume in it that I think is pretty relevant about now…
Some nights are easy to write from the heart, some nights are all about my thoughts and dreams, and when I feel there is nothing left, an idea will come to me. I have found inspiration from things around me. Ideas can hit out of the blue – looking at a tshirt with a bird on it, a pack of gum at a store, a pile of mail on the table and so on. Some days the ideas come fast and it is all I can do to write fast enough to keep up (but hey, my typing skills have improved over the years of blogging). Other days I see a prompt and have to think about it for hours before the idea will form. In the number of years since I have been writing (since I was in junior high) you would think I would run out of ideas at some point, but the words in one form or another always seem to come. And for that I am grateful I have more ideas in me still.