Tacenda
leave it to stillness
intentions unspoken
implications hushed
tacit
words better left unsaid
matters to be passed over
in silence
deafening silence
inferred
deferred
permit quietude
solemn gestures
oblique
matters not to be mentioned
emotions unable to breathe
stifled
sated
your truth
my truth
the whole truth
& nothing but
left to nothingness
purpose undeclared
words left to the wind
tacit
you and me
me and you
silent
broken
**
It may have happened; writer’s block may have set in. Just
a little bit. I suppose it was bound to
happen after such a fruitful stream of creative writing. When I started writing this current story, I
slammed into a wall it seems but I’m hoping it’s just quick creative cat nap
instead of an actual block. I know the
whole story now, I just haven’t been able to get it down on paper. My noodle feels cluttered full of junk and
work and worldly concerns. Perhaps
another news hiatus might be healthy.
With all of the goings on in Boston and the foiled terror attack here on
Canadian soil, my thoughts before sleep aren’t of imagined characters and their
colorful stories, they are deeply rooted in reality. I need to find the way back to that creative
space and turn ‘Mute’ into a full story instead of bare bones writing. I am still scribbling notes but notes can
only take me so far. I need writing
time, alone time with these people to do their story justice. I also vow to stop bucking the rigid rules of
grammar with my stubbornness and write the dialogue properly despite my intense
hatred for that one little rule of the comma.
It is a rule I cannot escape if I ever have any hope of publishing one
day. Delighted though that Ruthie was
the only person to ever notice it – just for her and for the sake of being correct, I will write with better rules
and respect for them.
I did manage to squeeze out a poem that I transferred from
my writing book (which I spent several hours tinkering with over the weekend)
to my Teapot. Sometimes when I’m drained
of inspiration, a few hours in those pages can really help.
Sidenote: it’s only
Tuesday. I’m going to try hard to quell
my crank. Try being the operative word.
An equal combination of idiots and outside static are grating on my last
nerve but I will press on. And
smile. It’s what I do. The only way to battle hypocrisy and the grand double standard is to kill 'em with kindness.
Who’s gonna ride your wild horses?
In propinquity,
Nic
I am still laughing at your bizarre hatred of the comma placement!
ReplyDeleteMakes me nuts. Hee.
DeleteHey, I didn't whap your knuckles with a ruler or anything, Bean! I just stated my truth that commas are important when formatting dialogue so old folks like me can recognize what the heck is going on. Far be it from me to corral your artistic freedom. Poets are supposed to buck the grammatical norm, but when writing prose ... grrr ...
ReplyDeleteCase in point: your "poem du jour" Gorgeous! Formatting all over the place, no punctuation to speak of and STILL I understood it. I think. I smiled because it reads like an ode to the current disconnect with your Muse. That said, be of good cheer, my sweetheart. It's not a block. It's a result of reality overload. There are also days when it simply isn't meant to come, and creativity on any form will suffer for existing in a world with such sharp corners. So distance yourself as best you can. Drink your tea, play your music, call on the characters before you go to sleep. All will be well, I promise you.
Geez. This is long enough to be a blog entry! Maybe I'll do a cut and paste ... *hugs*
That came from a place of gratitude, not that I thought you whapped me. Haha. I just love that you're the only one who *noticed* I was stubborn. I printed out the rules in that link we discussed and have promised myself to be better. Habit that is bad and hard to break but I can do it! Hee.
DeleteI wrote another poem today I am going to tweak tonight and will likely blog tomorrow. It caused tears. I have been writing and even squeezed a small chunk of dialogue out but it came in a flash and then was gone. But, it's 100 more words than I had yesterday. :)