They came, pushing and crying for attention. One by one their needs were met for the moment. Tomorrow would be the same.
Marks On Paper poetry collection published.
My poetry colection has been published. Should appear on Amazon soon.
Here’s the front cover
You can get it at Lulu
Wondering Quietly What To Do?
Nanowrimo has been great. I’ve done little writing but have felt liberated knowing that how I perform is down to me. We react differently to pressure and sometimes ignoring it is the best thing to do. Common placed advice can and often does work. However sometimes there is a need for a different kind of strategy, a different way of thinking. Is that not how we break out of the mold, that prison of convention too often trodden. Is it not better to follow the road less traveled?
NaNoWriMo, will I or won’t I?
In multiple minds as to whether or not to do nanowrimo this year. I feel that it’s that time in my life to put up or move on. I think I must.
Process or Progress?
Working from front to back
Top to bottom
Systematic, following the flow
Knowing what to do
Worry about “how to” later
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Commit pen to paper
Make the idea manifest
Once it’s there in front of you
It can be improved
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Work with something rather than nothing
Whatever you want to do
You can only become better by doing it
Again and again and again
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Proper practice
Deep practice
Pushing the boundary
Find the limits of possibility
Try the allegedly impossible
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Frameworks and structures
Instead of limiting
Can offer support.
A thought for this evening
It’s high time for high tea
Tummy telling tales on me
Taste buds tantalized by tempting pastries
Tea brewing, masking away
Soon to be devoured in the usual fashion
Why I write? Why do you write?
I can at least attempt to answer the first of these questions.
I write because I can clarify my thinking through the placing of pen on paper. I can express my emotions and remember that I did feel like that. Sometimes I feel so cold towards people that I need my poems to serve to tell me that I’m not that cold and distant. That I’m part of the human family and that I share the universal human condition which is simultaneously frightening and comforting.
The inevitability of death the only certainty we can plan for, the rest is up to serendipity and our own belief in ourselves…
Marks on Paper – A Poetry Collection by William N Dyer – Coming Soon
My first collection of poetry and my first self-published book, Marks on Paper, will be available as a print publication by the end of September 2011. I’ll put a link up to it on Lulu and Amazon as they become available. I anticipate an Amazon Kindle version sometime in October / November 2011 for those of you who might prefer a ones and zeros version. Might do an ePub version if there is any demand.
I’m getting ahead of myself…
Hint Fiction #20
They stopped twenty feet from the junction. They waited. Back the next day. They waited.
The next day they were found; dead; bullets in the head.
Hint Fiction #19
It was a wet and windy night. A farmer must always pay head to the weather. Tomorrow it will be over.