We're taking the month of December off here at Textual Medium, but that doesn't mean my brain hasn't been churning out lists of what I should be doing to sharpen my writerly pursuits. One of our own is applying for to an MFA program in Utah (I forget which university) and the last time we met, our group sifted through her poetry in a sort of mega-workshop: there were at least a dozen pieces in front of us. That was the most fun I've had to date, and I am so proud of how things have been progressing within the context of our writers group.
However.
I wish there were more fictioners on board!
That's all I'll say on the subject. If you know someone, are already part of the group, and believe their input will be useful and their work of interest, invite them already. Or, if you've been on hiatus because of school or other obligations, come back already! We (I) miss you! If you don't, I'm going to start writing poetry. It will be narrative by default and poorly written. Consider this, written a few days before my twentieth birthday:
20Good grief, there are 3 more half-sized pages of this in my journal and I can't bring myself to keep transcribing it. I think I just threw up in my mouth. You get the picture. It's fugly.
A number
A word
Bizarre
Confused
Struggling to be free
In a society that cannot hold
All my dreams, desires, cares
Swimming through my veins
The life pulse sometimes wanes
Pushing against the skin
in futile efforts to be free
Of a body which surely will not survive
The accomplishments
The soul seeks to succeed in
The air rushes in and pushes on my lungs
Almost suffocating
This life giving force
To live you must breather
But sometimes it hurts, too
(Possibly a catch-22)
In between
And all around
The kaleidescope (sic) is turning
changing
churning
Yearning to be free
The colors scuttle around
Trapped within their shell
Unyielding
Unchanging
But nothing ever stays the same
New challenges to face
Everyday
Why should one day make such a difference
Now that I've wandered a bit in this post, I leave you with this query for the comment box: What is a sample of the worst that you've written?
