Winter's Mara

who are you without your identity?
lay down, settle in your bones
let your self release above you,
a balloon you are disconnected from.
you are your body, too, what is left
when your soul leaves. feel your body
breathing, digesting, slowing,
churning, falling apart an inch at a time.

she keeps us alive, feeding us,
but in the Winter she will bleed us
and cut us down and leave us
to others who seek sustenance.
she is not concerned with
what comes after aside from

we break down with our
component parts. we go on to become
part of others’ cycles.

Fallen Off the Earth?

Not quite, though I’ve been trying to be more mindful about my social media and computer usage in general. April is for poetry, so I’ve been poeming.

Most of my poetry so far has been related to one of my fiction projects and posted on Dreamwidth as a collection and a second, longer piece. I also wrote a sonnet about lunch.

I also published A Home Made of Bells over at October Country.

Writing Wednesday: So It's April

And that means National Poetry Writing Month, in case you didn’t notice. I’m trying to keep a couple of projects in the air, and that’s going to effect the kinds of poetry you see this month. If things go as planned, most of my writing this month will either be devotional or fiction-related.

Of course, as soon as I say that I’ll probably not be able to think of either. I want to attempt it, though. I’ve been doing NaPoWriMo for several years and I think some additional constraints will make for an interesting new challenge. That will probably mean daily or twice-daily posts for the month.

After April, I’ll be continuing the devotional writing. I made Dear Mara a promise that, if my wife got her full time, permanent position, I would (among other things) create a shrine on the internet for her, so that others could learn more about her. Once the site is online, I’ll probably aim to update weekly for at least several months.

I suppose now’s as good a time to ask as any: y’all have heard me go on about Mara for ages now. Is there anything you want to know about her?

The End of March

It looks quiet around here, doesn’t it?

Don’t worry, I am plugging away behind the scenes, working on things that don’t quite come to fruition. I signed up for a few original fiction projects that require works over 10k, so those will be in progress in the background – they’ll be on the sidebar as soon as I decide which ones I’m working on.

According to 750 Words, I wrote more than 27k this month. I’m think I’ll get my 250k badge next month. I haven’t lost my streak, so I’m sitting around 125 days. I don’t think I’m particularly interested in achieving pterodactyl, but I can’t bring myself to intentionally end the streak, so I might as well enjoy phoenix while it lasts.

I spent the last two days cleaning and formatting a few things to upload at Smashwords. You can find them here if you’re interested – the In Medias Res books and one of my Epsilon stories.

National Poetry Writing Month starts tomorrow as well, and yes, I will be posting my poems here, hopefully one a day for the full thirty days.

NaPoWriMo Wrap Up

January created a meme for NaPoWriMo participants, so I figured I’d fill it out.

Number of poems written in April: 32, counting off-site
Number of poems you’ll keep and revise: I don’t generally revise or develop my haiku, so probably about five.
List the titles of your top three NaPoWriMo poems: Dust on Dreams, Crazy Quilt, Out of the Loop
List your three least favorite NaPoWriMo poems: Pissing Contest, Just Another White Boy, Cheer Up Emo Kid
Favorite line from one of your NaPoWriMo poems: “the canvas/is purple and blue, hope and/the sky”
Favorite poem by a NaPoWriMo participant: Intoxication
What surprised you most about writing a poem a day? How hard it is for me to post something I’m not satisfied with.
Now that you’ve started the momentum, what’s next? Stopping. I mean, something else. Fiction, probably.

Overall, it was an interesting exercise and I’m glad I did it, but I’m not sure if I’ll do it next year. I got some good haiku out of it, and I actually also got a couple of half-finished pieces I didn’t want to put up yet.