Progress for Texas Men
After dealing with ten days of house guests, life’s starting to settle down around the old homestead, which means I have time to attack the huge stack of work that’s been growing babies in my inbasket.
I have over 4000 emails in my inbox to contend with—so if you’ve written me recently, I’m getting to you, I promise! I have a work in progress that’s getting whittled down, page by page, but now I really need to dive headfirst and “get ‘er done” (don’t you just hate that phrase!).
Like I needed to take time away from the keyboard, but today I went to a local writer’s meeting. Okay, I live in a small town, so I wasn’t expecting writers who are balls of fire, but I knew I was in trouble when every one of them were poets. I don’t write the stuff. I appreciate some classics (Shakespeare’s sonnets, Tennyson, Wordsworth, Browning), but I haven’t a lot of patience with the form because frankly, I want to tell a bigger story.
But I wanted to connect with local writers. So I went. I didn’t know I’d be expected to vomit a poem. The challenge was to write a poem with 2 syllables in the first line, 4 in the next, 6, then 8. Here it is, and now you’ll know why I never aspired to be a bloody goddamn poet.
heels clicking on hot black tile,
I rush toward a shining night
You’d think that would have been more torture than a body could stand, but I promised to come back next month. I even accepted an assignment to come up with another poem. Now, poems are flying through my mind, but nothing I can bring to that group because they’re all kinky as hell.
I complain, but I really enjoyed visiting with the little group, although I should have known I wouldn’t find any other erotica writers when I realized we were meeting in a rest home. :ohh:
Like the poem. I used to write the angst filled poetry of teendom. Real crappy stuff. *cackle* Don’t know if I could go back there.
But you have DSRA to bolster your need to commune with erotic writers so have fun with the poets!
I’m tempted to dig out my high school poems (all dark and Poe-ish). And I’m so glad I have my “diamonds.”