A quick tour of what’s going on with me:
The daily sonnet still takes precedence
Because, by its nature, it’s done daily,
And to miss for one day would make no sense.
But the call of the novel is intense,
So I need to write my sonnets at dawn
(Or at the office!), leaving an immense
Chunk of the evening free for me to spawn
Plot and characters. Plus, to groups I’m drawn,
To meeting other artists, usefully.
And publishing some work could maybe send
A message that I’m here, that I’ve been born.
And then there’s music, guitar melody,
And work, and family, and online friends.
Sun 16 Dec 2007
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