Like my Patchwork Poetry posts, I’ll write fiction and put it under this name. I am hoping to improve my creative writing capabilities because honestly sometimes I feel like I am lacking in the “creative” aspect. I also need to get better about just sitting down and posting. This way I will have one more way I can write, so that hopefully I never feel as though I can’t write because my options are “limited.” I will probably just do short stories for now, but maybe if I grow in confidence and ability, I will write ongoing series, but let’s not jump the gun. So my next post will probably be my first piece in this section. So here’s to fiction! Cheers!
Motivation
Writing Prompt: Bypass/Fishhook/Region
via @Writing Prompts: bypass / fishhook / region
Bypass
There once was a man named Douglass
He drove with only his compass
This proved to be swell
No wrong he befell
Until he drove off the bypass
Fishhook
I put new bait on the fishhook
Whatever I catch I will cook
I pull back to cast
But my throw stops fast
As I see I caught my friend Brooke
Region
This is the tale of poor Steven
He fails when it comes to reason
He met his “true love”
And they used no “glove”
Now gross is his private region
So this writing prompt I found I decided to write limericks. I definitely took less time to write these, and it turned out to be considerably enjoyable as well! I only hope others share my opinion. I am definitely going to write more of these in the future even if people don’t though because at the very least, I made myself laugh!
Daily Prompt: Silhouette
Unknown when I return, I take my leave
Treasuring our time together always
I trek through your yard on this chilly eve
Wishing that my route would become a maze
So that alas but one option remains
And back into your embrace I return
To stay in thy abode, free of my pains
Cause my greatest is you, for whom I yearn
Instead farewell must I bid you for now
But one last look upon you I shall take
Turning, through your window I look for thou
But I see thy silhouette so opaque
In this moment I learn my tragedy:
Ev’ry farewell will bring me agony.
I decided to try my hand at sonnets for this writing prompt. I have never written one before, and initially I intended it to be like a Shakespearean sonnet, which turned out to be more difficult than I thought. I realized I have a certain struggle when it comes to recognizing stressed and unstressed syllables, so maintaining the iambic pentameter became secondary to just finishing it. Any feedback is appreciated!
Middle-of-the-Night Update: I am not dead, I promise!
So much has happened since my last post. I have gotten new jobs, quit one because I got promoted to the other, and so now I am a manager at a sports bar in the area. Having never served before, or done any work in the food industry, it’s all very new and exciting for me. This job is definitely helping me grow as a person, and really push me out of my comfort zone, which I know I needed. The only problem is it isn’t leaving me with a lot of free time, and the little free time I have, it is easier to tell myself “I’m too tired to do____” instead of actually doing it, such as writing, working out, hanging out with friends, etc. However, a friend of mine gave me some advice a while ago that has really stuck with me, and is what is calling me to write at 1:28 in the middle of the night when I should in fact most likely be sleeping. She told me that it’s always easy to use the excuse of “I’m too tired,” but using that excuse as a cover for keeping yourself from doing work, or accomplishing a certain task, is only going to hurt yourself in the end. And so I have to motivate myself. I can’t wait around to write until I am “in the mood” to do so because if I do, I may never write again! I have to motivate myself, and push myself to write more, and hold myself accountable when I come up short. If I don’t, then who will? So I will post more on here in the foreseeable future, even if it means middle-of-the-night posts like this one. Here’s to the future, and making 2018 the year I push myself out of my comfort zone!
Inpundated From The Rivers 