I have an excess of pretty words.
Poetry and prose.
They just sit there, sweating in the folds of old journals, too old or too good for the people and experiences for which they were written.
But such is the creative process, is it not?
If every detail of life and love was spelled out for us from the get go, the muses would be out of a job.
Rumination would be canceled.
Our imaginations would become obsolete relics, like rotary phones, and all that mad scribbling and paint smearing scheduled for the wee hours would be replaced with heavily medicated snores.
And open mics?
Performed by crickets.
So...
Lately I've been trying to spend the old poems. Or at least take them to pawn shops and see if they're worth anything.
Whaddya think, wanna buy it?
Sometimes I can sneak them in between some pretty pictures and the ticket-taker doesn't even notice they're there. Or just looks the other way and tosses me an upvote out of sympathy.
Or because they like birds.
And black-and-whites.
This is my entry for the #monomad challenge, held daily in the Black and White Community.
This is also a #fridayfreewrite, a cool thing that @coloneljethro started, which I like to support when I can because, hell, it's writing, and I seem to have a propensity for doing it.*
But really it is a #fridayprewrite. (Shhhhh.) As you read this, I am somewhere on an island in the north, stalking crows and waiting for orcas and running around on rainy beaches looking for #deadthings with a wiry little dog named Pilot. As I write this, however, I am home for a day, in-between road trips, up late and road-weary, nursing heartburn a blasphemous adult hot cocoa and wouldn't you like to know the recipe.
I wish it cured heartburn.
All the kinds.
Alas. It just burns more.
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*DISCLAIMER: Said propensity does not guarantee quality product.
You just need more bourbon in it and you won't have a worry about heartburn! I've been slacking on my #fridayfreewrite s but most of what I've been posting has been some sort of freewrite so I guess it balances out?
I too have an excess of words but they're more of the snide, sarcastic variety than pretty. Have you ever read Brave New World by Aldous Huxley?
PS Shoot some dead things for me!
That's one of the book I need to read. I've read many others in that genre/era.
Snide and sarcastic words are also pretty, in the right light. Oh and it's your idea, this friday freewrite thing, so you get to participate whenever. And yeah, most of my stuff is a frewwrite of sorts, too.
(And it's 16yo islay scotch... the burn is probably all the peat smoke.)
I really like this photography. feels nostalgic
Thanks, friend!
Nice shot, the bird flying so amazingly
Thank you!
Yay! 🤗
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