Is it weird that I can figure out how to post video and use a webcam, but I can’t figure out how to turn off the ringer on my phone? Anyway, this is me reading the prologue of the historical novel on which I am currently working.
I first started doing the research for this novel about ten years ago. I know that sounds like a long time, but I let my curiosity take me wherever it would. In the meantime, I got busy actually writing other things. After a few false starts a couple of years apart, finally within the last year I streamlined my research and began the writing of the novel in earnest.
Feedback is very welcome and appreciated. Sharing my draft fiction is a bit scarier for me than sharing my draft poetry, but here goes.
One of the most frustrating things for a writer is not writing. In my case, I sometimes sit down at my desk or in one of my favorite chairs with good intentions, but the phone rings or I remember the clothes in the dryer or I decide to check out The Weather Channel … in other words, nothing happens. Why not?
For me, the reasons vary, and it depends on what I am trying to write.
I somehow ritually rid myself of the fear of putting down a terrible poem. In my world, I no longer write terrible poems – they are “drafts.” My friend Scott Douglass once said to me, “I have yet to meet the perfect poem.” Scott meets a great many poems, not only as a poet himself, but also as an editor and publisher, so I found his statement to be quite comforting. I still do. Continue reading