I find myself in the awkward position of learning how to write again. Revising a manuscript is more about fixing what’s broken vs. starting from scratch. My journal is filled with saved phrases and half sentences that I’ve abandoned for … oh, you name it … helping my kids with homework or doing a load of laundry.
I know that when I don’t write, my life loses that bit of grace that surrounds me. It’s time to start writing new poems again.
Gosh, when I think of all that I’ve put off to complete the manuscript it’s nearly overwhelming. Never thought I’d say this but I miss exercising. I have to make it a point to start walking again. I miss the rhythm that comes from talking long walks in the evenings.
Time for a to-do list.
- Write two articles
- Look into reading at upcoming festivals
- Daily 15 minute freewrites
- Send submissions to two publications
Hope you can make it to tonight’s Improbable Places Poetry Tour at Good Mojo Tattoos, 5 Washington Street, Beverly, MA. The topic tonight is ink.
I’m working on a new poem for the reading. Cool.
Damn Red Sox.