Poetry Archive :: The Sensual World (Redux)

It has been mentioned elsewhere that this week has very much involved an improvement to process, but that was primarily wrapped around short story writing. This piece has not significantly altered from it's original, when all is said and done. Crucially the verse benefits from an increased awareness of my inner poetic 'voice.' That has … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: The Sensual World (Redux)

Let the Right One In

Today, we present a lesson in need versus want. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdwTLrT9hTU You guys will know about the struggles with short stories last week. This morning, I'd sat down to work on the one idea I though had enough legs to transform into something saleable. It's odd how so much of my mindset has, of late, simply … Continue reading Let the Right One In

Learning to Fly

Some days, it gets old. When publishers use online resources to gather your submissions, but then can't be bothered to offer the same courtesy in order to let you know you didn't make it. When rejection letters are so generic and yet positive as to be, quite frankly, depressing beyond belief. The long periods when … Continue reading Learning to Fly

Poetry Archive :: Regret

This is, in my opinion, as good as the original. You can find that here. Regret Holding belief close to beating heart: how now to begin this story? Commencing belief, honesty placed: strong passion swallowed soul, grasped mind. Our middle movement, soaring, reflective: leading onward, to coda. Beginning, ending; passion departed: transformed bitter memory. Regret … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: Regret

Poetry Archive :: Hate

Welcome to Week Two of 'Editing my own Work for Fun' and not only is this still true, but it's becoming very much the learning experience. This, structurally, was a bit of a challenge: working to strict syllable counts has the potential to do my head in on difficult days. As a result, there is a … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: Hate

Poetry Archive :: Transition Two

Rewriting your own stuff is an odd experience: looking at a poem you considered the pinnacle of achievement, that absolutely did not need to be edited at the time, before realising what a doofus you were about a year ago. It is a sobering experience, understanding what has come to pass, normally via the pain … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: Transition Two

Begin Again

https://twitter.com/InternetofWords/status/1104088375995322370 To give me a bit of a break from thinking too much about new things, this month's become a period of recycling. The short story currently running on Twitter, for instance, has sat on my hard drive since forever. The poetry that will appear over the weekend was originally written this time last year … Continue reading Begin Again