Showing posts with label NBC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NBC. Show all posts

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Anti-Poetry


Anti-Poetry

irony is lonely

fanciful writing
it bothers the heart

a superstitious business
a poet’s abundance

dissertations of inferiority
flags of blunt vigilance

interrupt the fluid music

where secrets are silent
charisma is deceptive
intention is bewildering

abandoned satire
lonesome writing

irony is lonely
lonely is mine

**

What a lovely weekend.  The sun shone and continues to shine today accompanied by a cool breeze through my window as I type.  Friday evening, I witnessed love.  I attended the wedding reception of a friend and felt the full abundance of true love.  It was wonderful.  I had a lovely time talking to other people on the precipice of marriage and who are walking in joy.  Their company, under the twinkly lights, reminded me that true love does indeed rule and it is attainable.  I appreciate good humans with kind hearts who can instill that value, the value of tenderness and combined spirit.  May have fueled a few scribbles but we'll soon see.

Saturday morning's sun came out for the Eastern Passage/Cow Bay Summer Carnival parade.  My town has an annual carnival for as long as I can remember.  My only participation this year was taking in the parade with my pals.  The best part, A&W rootbeer suckers.  Nom!  Erica and I took her daughter over to Halifax afterward and had a bite to eat on the Carleton patio and browsed around for a little bit.  I was pleased we did because I discovered a french cafe I can't wait to try and stumbled by the entrance to Inkwell, a modern handmade boutique and letterpress studio.  The stationary junkie in me was quite pleased.  I browsed the gorgeous handmade cards, prints, paper and accessories in the summer heat.  I was a little mesmerized.  I bought two pieces, a wedding card for friends tying the knot at the end of the month and something sweet and simple for my next card tag with Ru.  Can't wait to be 'it'!

Today, I managed a poem.  Something small and seemingly uninspired.  I also am considering of pulling out my 'Large-Hearted' pages and going somewhere to edit for a bit, depending on my dinner plans.  I'm buying time blogging until I find out how my day will pan out.

I may have had too good of a time yesterday because once the evening came, I wasn't feeling well.  I curled up with comfy blankets and pillows and finished off S2 of the now canceled NBC show 'Smash'.  I loved the first season, the creation, workshop and mounting of a musical based on the life of Marilyn Monroe and waited patiently for the second season to be released on DVD.  It came out on the 6th of this month.  It arrived in my mailbox two days later and I'm already finished.  While the first season was all about character development, the musical and the music, the second season packed an emotional punch.  I didn't weep once first season but in the last half of the second I was a sobbing fool! I am sad it was axed by the network because it was original, full of characters you just fall in love with and root for.  Despite it being canceled, they ended it on a perfect note.  I'm going to really miss it and spending time on Broadway.

Happy Sunday to you and yours.  Go easy and count your blessings, another work week is upon us.

In propinquity,
Nic

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Artistic Snafu


Artistic Snafu 

while you are in the process of
revising your bloated masterpiece

I will ponder your deliberate 
choice to avoid a dramatic ending 

you will resort to arbitrary criticism
of my delicate unabashed poetics
that have been earnestly delegated to 
piece together your splintered patience

I would happily congratulate you
on your rich fictional histories
but it is a commonplace error 
for an admirable reader to prolong
false & undeserving accolades

it is an artistic snafu

what I can accomplish in 4 or 5 sentences
takes you more than 600 long-winded pages

your melodrama is palatable
but my prose is a world of passion

you reveal yourself with great reluctance
it hinders your almost extinct sincerity 

but 

I am a bestseller & open to interpretation

you are a faunt of envy

of this
to others

I say nothing

**

Moral?  Envy, jealousy, boastfulness get you nowhere.  But, confidence, belief and hard work do.  Just my few cents worth.  This applies to any facet of life, art and work.

After finishing 'Hardscrabble' I wasn't sure anything new would materialize in the way of story ideas.  I went a few days resting my noodle, watching TV, reading a little and being otherwise casual.  I was eating dinner at a friend's house, grilled cheese and soup, when an idea formulated.  The working title, which I really like, is 'Large-Hearted'.  I've only written the first paragraph, a small paragraph mind you but it is brewing.  The only way I can really describe it, as of the idea I have now, is that it is a story within a story.  I'll know more when the characters fill me in.  

Nothing else going on in my little world right now.  I started watching S3 'Game of Thrones' last night.  I thought I'd better catch up since everyone has been going postal about the 'Red Wedding' episode.  I haven't read the books so the event won't come as a complete shock to me but I have been avoiding most of the spoilers.  Oy. 

I also watched S1 of 'Smash', the now canceled series from NBC starring Debra Messing about live theatre/Broadway in New York City.  I LOVE this show, a musical, complete with musical numbers and high drama.  S2 comes out on DVD in August.  I can't wait!  I wasn't sure I'd like it but I ended up loving it. Something light-hearted and fun and something to get me over my '30 Rock' hangover.  Excited that 'True Blood' and 'Dexter' are starting this month.  Holy cow, it's JUNE!

Happy hump day, folks.

In propinquity,
Nic