New Poetic Ventures...
Today I started writing new poems, with a manuscript in mind. What I mean is, I am writing coherent poems with the hopes of getting them published as a book.
It's an exciting project: one that takes me ("I") totally out. The poems will be historical, imaginary, sad, and grateful. It will be about love and family and religion.
The specific subject matter? Theme?
I don't want to talk too much yet...don't want to let the air out of my bubble of joy. Suffice it to say, I have grand dreams...and I envision this project as a major stepping stone in my career.
Last night, a new friend of mine, Amy, told me the straight facts: that I am currently stagnant. That I must push.
I have been thinking that myself...for so long...it's funny how you need to hear things from the outside, sometimes, to make them real.
It's an exciting project: one that takes me ("I") totally out. The poems will be historical, imaginary, sad, and grateful. It will be about love and family and religion.
The specific subject matter? Theme?
I don't want to talk too much yet...don't want to let the air out of my bubble of joy. Suffice it to say, I have grand dreams...and I envision this project as a major stepping stone in my career.
Last night, a new friend of mine, Amy, told me the straight facts: that I am currently stagnant. That I must push.
I have been thinking that myself...for so long...it's funny how you need to hear things from the outside, sometimes, to make them real.