Can we talk about how it's April already?
Can we talk about how I've only added 1 or 3 new po-ems to my repertoire since the conclusion of NaPoWriMo last April?
Can we talk about how I'm up to my earlobes in ideas, but still somewhere around my ankles in actual words?
Can we talk about how tragic that is?
*sigh*
We're three days out from NaPoWriMo 2012, and I'm so geeked up I can hardly see straight. Last year's 30/30 gave birth to some astounding awesomeness, including (but not limited to) {}At First Sight and a pretty dope award from the good folks at Franklin-Christoph.
Two things that will be different this year:
- Going to concentrate about a third of my efforts to po-ems for the stage, and leave the rest to po-ems for the page, and
- Going to write a pantoum this year. (Pantoums have been my secret poetry goal since I was 14 or so, and I have yet to create even the most humble beginnings of one)
Until Sunday
Peace Be
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P.S. I don't really know why she's on my mind today, but sidebar shout out to one of the old homies, Joyce, - one of the only women I know who is truly fearless in her creativity and unapologetic about how it is expressed. The part of me that still hides in my work, wants to be like her when it grows up.
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