Non-post really, but.....
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Sorry for the mini-rant. That is all.
Good day!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Of Life Changes and New Directions
Hello darlings, a lot has been going on with me lately, and I haven't been able to quite put it all into words, so my blogging has been neglected, but I would like to share some new revelations that I have had and how these are effecting the direction my life is apt to take.
I've dropped out of college.
I know this sounds horrible, but I've come to the conclusion that after six years of pursuing three different degrees, and still not achieving a diploma, that college is simply not for me at the moment; or at least, the programs I was in are not for me.
See, every one of the programs I had enrolled in had something to do with journalism or the media industry, and the more I understand about how these entities work, the less I like the degree. Quite frankly I don't want to be a journalist anymore. I still want to write, but in a different capacity.
So what am I doing now? What is my job title?
Poet.
I've decided to become a recluse of sorts for a couple of years and work on my poetry and on getting published. I'll probably end up with a minimal job to help pay the bills, but that will allow me to leave work at work and focus on my writing when I am at home.
As a sample of what I am doing, I'll give you a poem. I'm usually loath to post things on the internet because of the very real possibility of plagiarism, but I suppose one for the sake of example won't hurt.
I've dropped out of college.
I know this sounds horrible, but I've come to the conclusion that after six years of pursuing three different degrees, and still not achieving a diploma, that college is simply not for me at the moment; or at least, the programs I was in are not for me.
See, every one of the programs I had enrolled in had something to do with journalism or the media industry, and the more I understand about how these entities work, the less I like the degree. Quite frankly I don't want to be a journalist anymore. I still want to write, but in a different capacity.
So what am I doing now? What is my job title?
Poet.
I've decided to become a recluse of sorts for a couple of years and work on my poetry and on getting published. I'll probably end up with a minimal job to help pay the bills, but that will allow me to leave work at work and focus on my writing when I am at home.
As a sample of what I am doing, I'll give you a poem. I'm usually loath to post things on the internet because of the very real possibility of plagiarism, but I suppose one for the sake of example won't hurt.
Flowerbed
I don't
understand
what they expected
to grow
when they planted
my body
in this plot,
especially since
they've already stuck
some false flowers
in a plastic
vase
and left.
I think the reason I've been avoiding this post is because I wanted to include a poem in it, and I'm notoriously self-conscious about sharing my work. I'm my worst critic.
As far as my blog, I don't think things will change much. I'll be spending more time at home now, so I might be able to post more regularly.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Happy 165th Birthday to.....
Mr. Bram Stoker! Check out the amazing logo Google put up:
We have a gorgeous edition of Dracula that's almost too pretty to read. Almost.
We have a gorgeous edition of Dracula that's almost too pretty to read. Almost.
front cover
My phone doesn't like color, so the pages are a much more brilliant red than what this picture is showing.
spine.
Back cover.
Ok, maybe I'm a little overly-proud of my book, but it's pretty and I'm allowed.
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