So another way to show that you can write or want to write or think you can write or think you want to write is by entering contests. From what I’ve read so far they are good and they are bad. I suppose the way to approach them is to go in with a why-not- try attitude and see what happens.
So what’s this for?
What is a blog supposed to do? I’ve read all kinds of things:provide cheap therapy, promote sales for books, write something other than what you usually write, bare your soul and become one with the universe. My goodness what else?
I just realized that Daylight Saving’s Time begins this month? Has it always come so early? Isn’t it supposed to stay around a lot longer this year? If we keep setting the clock ahead an hour and never set it back, will we get older faster? How about setting it one hour earlier each year and never setting it ahead? I wouldn’t mind visiting 25 again. That was a great age. I just wouldn’t want to go back any farther than that quarter of a century mark. The teen years were terrible enough the first time around.
http://www.cleemckenziebooks.com/uncategorized/i-just-realized-that-daylight-savings/
February
Okay, someone go find February and bring it back. I didn’t get anything done I had on my list, the list which I can’t find, but know has important stuff waiting to be done.
Some poetry for March:
Blackberry clouds drift over
Darkened hills
I lick dust from dry lips
And run on to escape
The whir of defeat
Back on my game
Rain allows the outdoor person in me to settle for a desk, computer, and inside time for writing. So today I’ve actually accomplished writing more of my novel, submitting a finished story, and editing other writers’ manuscripts. It’s a vast improvement over last week when nothing but a lot of mental milling was going on.
Unproductive
This blog is getting off to a very sloooooow start, primarily because the writer is off her game. Very little to share with herself let alone the blog. One thought comes to the fore based on a communication from another writer.
There’s quite a stir among librarians and teachers over the Newbury award winner, The Higher Power of Lucky, and the author’s use of “scrotum” in the first chapter. As my friend wrote, “Well, now [that teacher]can never read this book out loud. She’s already had parents flip out because of a harry potter themed reading program, and there have been a bunch of other books that she’s had to fight for. No matter how wonderful “the higher power of lucky” is, if she read it in her class, a whole bunch of kids would go home and tell their parents, “the librarian said ‘scrotum’ in school today.”
My goodness, if it’s not witches it’s body parts that are stirring the Puritans. I thought this was 2007!
