Someone once said that to be a successful and productive writer, one had to do the equivalent of “cutting bait, fishing, and reeling ‘em in, all at the same time”! This translates to writing as working on projects-in-progress while at the same time submitting completed projects to potential markets and also continuing to cultivate new ideas for future projects. In case you missed my previous post on this subject, at the end of every month I compile a list of what I accomplished as far as ... View Post
Writing Prompt Wednesday: "Choose", an original haiku.
Two realities lie between, one awake and one a dream. Now choose. *** This haiku was inspired partially by the Doctor Who episode "Amy's Choice" (5.7), although the concept has been one that the hubby and I periodically discuss at length. ;) - JRF ... View Post
Writing Prompt Wednesday: "Spring", an original haiku.
Beating in the blood Spring, we hear it sing, and then Plant, play, clean, create *** Seemed fitting, given the weather around here lately. SPRING IS ALMOST HEEERRRREEE! ;) What are YOU excited to do come spring?? - JRF ... View Post
Bait, Fish, and Reel Report for February 2014
Someone once said that to be a successful and productive writer, one had to do the equivalent of “cutting bait, fishing, and reeling ‘em in, all at the same time”! This translates to writing as working on projects-in-progress while at the same time submitting completed projects to potential markets and also continuing to cultivate new ideas for future projects. In case you missed my previous post on this subject, at the end of every month I compile a list of what I accomplished as far as ... View Post
Writing Prompt Wednesday: "Almost", an original winter haiku.
End of winter blues Too soon? Cloudy skies again The birds sing: almost! *** I've always wanted to delve into haikus myself, and finally decided to start today! Yes, this is my very first, ever, original haiku. I think there will be many more to come! - JRF ... View Post
Belated Writing Prompt Wednesday: "The Night Before", an original poem.
It's funny I don't remember how I got roped into this Half-madness Full insanity Hordes of people in neon running shoes and princess tutus ribbons fluttering at the start ball-gowns and blinking tiaras All thrown to the curb by mile five With a 3am alarm Long shuttle rides and Hours in a crowded corral all before it even begins Who the hell thought this was a good idea? Running instinctual therapeutic Something in your blood begins singing It's all breathing and pounding feet 13.1 The night ... View Post
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