It’s been a while since I’ve been back here. However, I’m planning to resuscitate this blog with more writing prompts. For those participating in this year’s National Poetry Writing Month, here are some of my favourite film stills for inspiration. The theme is nature and the outdoors, as most of us are stuck at home. I hope you’re all staying safe, and let’s keep writing to bring light during these dark and uncertain times.
For more writing prompts, visit my blog. Send me a link to what you’ve written/created if any of these prompts inspire you. I’d love to read/see them!
Link to my writing blog hereand my take on National Poetry Writing Month here. I wasn’t able to take on the challenge this year, but may still write a poem or two in the next few days remaining. For anyone who would like to support this blog, click here: XxXxXxX
For some reason, I’m back here again in April – right in time for NaPoWriMo but now, I have a book. When I say “book”, what I mean is a collection of 79 written pieces.
I won’t be writing for NaPoWriMo this year, but for those who will be and have started, HERE is a little help – 30 writing prompts I wrote for last year. Also check out my blog for more writing prompts.
Meanwhile, I’m editing my book.
Title: I WANT TO BE SO AWFULLY HAPPY THAT I NEVER NEED TO WRITE POETRY AGAIN.
Here’s a sneak peek:
I’ll send you a FREE PDF copy if you:
1. Send me your email address and tumblr/wordpress URL (fingers crossed you’re following my blog but also I need to follow new writing/art blogs);
2. Let me know what you think after reading it (please & thank you!); and
3. Do NOT know me personally (most important criteria)
For those who would like to send any amount for the book or to just to support this blog, click here: XxXxX
I’ll be taking note of those interested and will start sending out copies on April 22, 2019.
“I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.” – Sylvia Plath
“I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on summer humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives.” – Ann Voskamp
“But here I am in July, and why am I thinking about Christmas pudding? Probably because we always pine for what we do not have. The winter seems cozy and romantic in the hell of summer, but hot beaches and sunlight are what we yearn for all winter.” – Joanna Franklin Bell
“Green was the silence, wet was the light, / the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” – Pablo Neruda
*off your poison of choice (e.g., alcohol, love, sadness, life, grief, people, nature, music)
Here’s something I learned today: the famous quote “write drunk, edit sober” is often misattributed as Ernest Hemingway’s. Some sources say that it may have been spoken by Peter de Vries.
Read, read, read
“Every writer I know, when asked how to become a writer, responds with one word: Read.” – Marilynne Robinson
“If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.” – Toni Morrison
“If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.” – Stephen King
“Read, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.” – William Faulkner
“Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly — they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced.” – Aldous Huxley
“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.” – Henry David Thoreau
“We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.” – Kurt Vonnegut
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” – Jack Kerouac
“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.” – Virginia Woolf
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” – Maya Angelou
“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.” – Anaïs Nin
“Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding it.” – Lloyd Alexander
“Everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” – Sylvia Plath
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” – Ray Bradbury
“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.” – Anne Frank
“You don’t write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid’s burnt socks lying in the road.” – Richard Price
“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.” // “I was a little bit out of my head when I wrote it, but it wasn’t sloppy or lazy; it was written as it fucking well came out, and that meant turds and blood and the rest of the wash. I’m told that parts of it are in the present tense and parts in the past. That’s all right with me. I know most of the rules of grammar but I’m not interested.” – Charles Bukowski
Revise. Accept criticisms. Reject criticisms. Throw everything in the trash. Rewrite.
“Substitute ‘damn’ every time you’re inclined to write ‘very;’ your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.” – Mark Twain
“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.” // “Write with the door closed, rewrite with the door open.” – Stephen King
“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.” – Hermann Hesse
“We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it.” – Anthony Burgess
“some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about.” – Charles Bukowski
Here’s a list of quotes I collected in the previous weeks from books I’ve read, from Tumblr, and from friends who shared them with me. For inspiration.
“I thought of you until the world grew rounder than it sometimes is, and I broke several dishes.” – Emily Dickinson
“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.” – Oscar Wilde
“The dead could only speak through the mouths of those left behind, and through the signs they left scattered behind them.” – Robert Galbraith / JK Rowling
“I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.” – Sylvia Plath
“I seemed always on the verge of some wonderful experience; And then it never happened.” – T.S. Eliot
“I don’t suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don’t trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It’s a sure sign that they don’t really know anyone.” – Carlos Ruiz Zafón
“Thank God for books and music and things I can think about.” – Daniel Keyes
“It is madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn. To give up on your dreams because one didn’t come true.” – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
“I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.” – James Baldwin
“A mind not to be changed by place or time. / The mind is its own place, and in itself / Can make a heav’n of hell, a hell of heav’n.” – John Milton
“It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel. The smart ones keep themselves to themselves for good reason. Why would you want to tell anyone anything that’s dear to you? Even when you like them and want nothing more than to be closer than close to them? It’s so painful to be next to someone you feel strongly about and know you can’t say the things you want to.” – Henry Rollins
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.” – C.S. Lewis
“Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.” – Hafez, Persian poet
“Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us.” – Voltaire
“You don’t tell a story only to yourself. There’s always someone else. Even when there is no one.” – Margaret Atwood
“We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it’s our job to invent something better.” – Chuck Palahniuk
“I hope to arrive to my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.” – Atticus
National Poetry Writing Month has ended and I was able to write a poem for each day of April.
Well, maybe some of them were leaning more on prose. Maybe I “cheated” on some days (wrote more on certain days then queued them to be posted on a particular day).
I named my collection of 30 written pieces and the process itself, I suppose – The Diamond Project.
I wish I had a deeper meaning to it but it’s as simple as that. The birthstone for April is a diamond. It’s the most prized stone, it’s beautiful and symbolic of matrimony but like everything that shines, it has its dark side. Like acquiring it ruins our planet! It’s a bittersweet thing. Very fitting for how I view the month of April.
The experience was, for a lack of a better word, cathartic. For the most part anyway. There were days more frustrating than others because I couldn’t write. Then there were other days when inspiration just kept flowing so I “cheated” (hush…).
Maybe I’ll do it again next year.
For anyone else who participated this year, please send me a link to your work. I’d love to read them. Even if you weren’t able to finish for the whole month!