Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Oh, the Things I have Dreamed

I've been contemplating the dreams that my starry-eye ideal thinks up at least 500 times a day. I am so glad they don't come true.

They go something like this:

Dream by the Hour

Butterflies and rainbows
Fall at my feet

The Leprechaun smiles
And lets go of his pot of gold

Inside each gold wrapper
Lay the smooth grip
of velvet chocolate

We are covered
in white daisies
Turning their faces
Toward the Sun

Chocolate melts
on our tongue

And you?
I've buried you in the daisies
Keeping you safe away
from the terrible joy
and horrible fun

Down we topple
To build a dream
by the next hour

Consider a passing thought or a dream. What would it be like if it came true? What would be different? What would be the same?

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

This month my contemporaries and I have been writing about publishing at the Writersvibe. Getting from draft to final copy can be like getting sucked down a black hole of research, marketing, and the like. Fall to far down that hole and finishing feels impossible.

You may even feel like you've been sucked into Alexander and the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day by Judith Viorst. So let's pause and and have a little fun.

Let's write own version.

Jules and the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

The alarm went off. Jules jumped out of bed,
Tripped over the cat, and stepped in something wet.
She felt like she needed to throw up.
 "These things always happen in threes, right?
That three. I'm done so it's going to be a great day!" Jules said.
What Jules didn't know is that it was already
a terrible horrible no good very bad day."

On the way to work Jules heard: Flump. Flump. Flump.
"Seriously. A flat tire at 5:00AM?" she said.
The wind was cold and Jules forgot her gloves--
in her rush to beat the early traffic
And her flashlight. She sighed.
 This was going to be a
No good
Very bad day...

A.H. at Glazed Heart might ask me "Where's this Story Going?" I don't know. <sigh> Where do you think it's going? Help me finish this one up--pretty please with sugar on top?