… or not. If I want to deposit my check this afternoon, I’ll have drag my ass up out of this chair, put on my jacket, get in my car, and drive to the bank. Ack! On the other hand, I don’t want to stuff it into the automatic teller machine.
This leaves me putting on my jacket some time in the next fifteen minutes or so. Ah, well.
Oh, yeah, another thing I write about is memory, and feelings about memory. In fact, I’m working on a poem with exactly that theme.
On another note, what is it you procrastinate about and what do you do about it? There are a couple of writing tasks I’ve managed to put off for quite some time now, but the day of reckoning is arriving. Ack!
Tonight, along with my laundry, I really am gonna work on them …
I’ve been participating in the Robert Brewer’s PAD Chapbook Challenge this month http://www.writersdigest.com/poeticasides/ writing about America, but until the last two days, I really hadn’t hit a grove.
The last few days have been better, and they’ve been better because I’ve started writing about feelings — mostly mine — about it. And yeah, I did know that at bottom I write about feelings, mine or others, but somehow I’d managed not to apply it to this, and I’d begun feeling that I’d made a mistake in choosing my subject.
But now things are looking up, though I do now have six or so poems that are going to need significant reworking.
The November PAD challenge is to do a series of poems on a theme, with the idea that they will be assembled into a chapbook. Okay, cool. I picked as my theme, American History, which I’ve had in the back of my mind for a while.
There are a couple of problems with this, for me. To start with, history was the one class where I was paying the least attention, and after high school I don’t think I ever took another history course, so I’ve been doing lots of reading.
I’m not sure where all the poems – those written so far and those I have yet to write — will take me. History was never, certainly not up til now, a subject from which I took fire. I don’t know if the resulting poems will be publishable, but, hey, right now I’m committed to the idea, so I’ll see where I end up — most likely with lots of revising to do, but that’s the nature of the beast.