Hope everyone had a safe and happy new year! Which brings me to the most obvious of obvious Inspiration Monday posts.
The new year.
In particular, a celebration of the fact that 2016 is over.
Not because 2016 was the worst year of my life. I had many positive things happen. New experiences, good times with great friends, kept my job and my health, learned some harsh life lessons, grew a little. But man, was it ever a rollercoaster. A sea of ups and downs that at times nearly blindsided me with emotional whiplash. And it seemed as though the world was going crazy around me. Many close to me suffered, as well as many more people I didn’t know. The deadliest mass shooting happened practically in my backyard. A particularly vicious election occurred, quite possibly the most divisive I remember, stuff that tore apart family dinners, ruined friendships, caused riots in the streets. Then there were police shootings. Genocides. Syria. A whole slew of childhood icons dying left and right. And that’s just to name a few things.
You’ve seen the headlines, the memes. The tweets. I think we’re all on the same page about 2016 being… well, 2016, a year that certainly deserves it’s own place in history. If recorded history were a high school yearbook, and each year a student, 2016 would be voted “Most likely to f*** everything up”. In fact, it should be alloted a space in the dictionary. 2016 (adj) meaning: crazy, ridiculous, messed up. “Hey man, you seen that guy choke on stage? Total 2016 fail right there.” Works as a verb too. “Hey dude, try not to 2016 that, alright? Just bought it.”
I suppose this Try It Tuesday could also pass for a Focus Friday, but in actuality, it’s a form of writing that I never ever do.
Yes, folks. I am trying my hand at poetry.
Now, I was always more of a prose girl. Thus, not being much of a poetry aficionado, I don’t necessarily know what good poetry looks like, or how to even properly punctuate the sucker. Aside from Robert Frost, I can’t really quote many poets. To me, a “good” poem is a rhyming one, which makes me a terrible barometer of a poem’s true value. But I believe everyone deserves a shot at art in all its forms, so why not me? Gotta start somewhere, right?
I hope you enjoy my Try It Tuesday poetry experiment. Heck, maybe you’ll find some meaning in my humble little attempt. Maybe not. But regardless, here it is in all its flawed glory. And you know what? I’m glad I tried it.
OK, admittedly, I’m more nervous to share this with you than anything I’ve written so far. But here goes nothing.
For this inspiration Monday, I’d like to talk about when our creative inspiration tends to strike the hardest. Or perhaps more importantly, where.
One thing I’ve learned is that as a writer, or any type of creative person, I’m often convinced that our ideas are conspiring to kill us. I mean, it’s practically full on, CSI: Creativity, up in my brain.
I’d like to interrupt your standard Daily Rejection programming to bring you a short and sweet post of tidings and good cheer. For this week (and beyond), my dear readers, may your days be shared with family, may you be inspired by the love of those around you, may you reject feelings of negativity, and may you focus on all the blessings in your life. To those who celebrate, I wish you a very Merry Christmas!
PROMPT: Your house is haunted. You’re too busy to give a [BLEEP]
I chose this next prompt (also courtesy of reddit) simply because it made me laugh. So, I thought I’d use it for my weekly writing exercise. I realize that I often find myself writing about ghosts and the paranormal, and maybe that’s not very Christmas-y (what with it being Christmas Eve Eve), but… hey wait a second, wasn’t Scrooge visited by three ghosts in Christmas Carol? Nevermind, carry on. And I hope you enjoy my Focus Friday contribution.
I recently counted up the number of rejections I received on one novel. It’s called THE SOUL ACCORD, and it’s an action-packed, Young Adult supernatural thriller with a killer twist and guess what? It’s been rejected 37 times.
Thirty. Seven. Rejections. And that was only from the most recent round of queries.
I had shopped the novel around a few years ago, added a good 60-some rejections to the ol’ collection, and shelved it for two years after receiving my infamous THISCLOSE rejection.
Whelp, with a new determination, I rewrote the sucker. We’re talking a 70% overhaul. Key scene shakeups, the removal of whole plot elements and the addition of others, all while changing main character names and the story title. And what do I have to show for all my hard work?