Last Summer I made it a point to write on my blog every single day and I did.
I did it when I was tired and distracted, when I felt creative and when I did not feel so creative and I learned something in those forced marches.
I write poetry.
Who would have thought?
I had all of these ideas about Poets and what they did and the ‘image’ sort of put me off.
But then I decided if I stick with what I know, it should work out okay. What I found was that it’s like playing the guitar- you can use these riffs to add something to the music- poetry is a riff, another way for me to express myself.
I was worried if I wrote poetry it would be all about ‘what touched my soul’ and deep and meaningful thoughts- no that I don’t have those, but you know I’m not exactly a deep thinker so I wasn’t sure how that would work out for me.
Then I discovered I could write poetry about monsters and nightmares and twisted sprits and ghosts and cemeteries and what haunts us and I was in.
Next thing I did was to come back to this blog and just put my thoughts down and get back to the challenges at the Soul Food Café because they work- plus I’d rather come here and talk as opposed to Facebooking it.
So, here I am at the Crossroads again- and unlike last time I think I know which direction to take.