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Sunday, May 27, 2012

Sorry To Have Kept You Waiting - Here's A Poem By Me To Apologize

Please forgive me for waiting so long to make a new post in here.  Even though the semester ended, life is still happening.  I'm in a weird place right now, let me tell you...or not.  I'm not the kind to air out dirty laundry, so all I'll say is that I have things to think about and a decision to make in the coming days/weeks.

Anyway, I promised you a poem to apologize with.  This is from a new collection of work I made this semester, collectively titled All of My Heroes Are Dead:  And Other Amusing Anecdotes.  The idea for the collection came about in creating a potential title page for our final chapbooks for Adv. Poetry Writing.  I was digging through various archived photographs on my flash drive, mainly selecting photos of individuals who have had a huge impact and influence on my life, when I made the observation that all of the people I had selected to that point were deceased.  Possessing an "advanced" (code for "fucked up") sense of humor, I found it profoundly amusing (if not just a little depressing), so that is the title and theme I struck in creating what would become my final chapbook for the course, as well as my most recent collection of poetry.

The poem I have selected to share is a poem written in tribute to Bruce Lee, of whom I am a huge fan.  :)  I hope you enjoy it.  I've resized the font in hopes that the formatting doesn't wind up too mangled by the tight dimensions of my blog's setup.

No Way As Way, No Limitation As Limitation

You taught me to understand
rather than immediately judge,
urged me not to blindly follow the crowd
and accept their approach.
Nor did you endorse my involvement
in the manipulating game of role creation.
You showed me that self-knowledge breeds transcendence
and that life is best to be lived, not conceptualized.
You stressed formlessness, shapelessness,
to be water. That I haven’t mastered yet, but
you weren’t in this world to live up to my expectations;
likewise, I’m not here to live up to all of yours.
I haven’t fully copied your successful personality as my own,
but adapted what parts of it I could use for my own self-discovery
and disregarded what I couldn’t.
I empty my cup every day so it may be filled
and remain devoid in hopes of totality.
Thanks to you, I fear low aim instead of failure,
I’ve taken things as they are,
punched when I’ve needed to punch, kicked when I’ve needed to kick,
been not for or against or paid any mind to who is right or wrong.
I am ready, not tense,
not dreaming, but not thinking,
flexible, not set,
liberated from the uneasy sense of confinement,
wholly and quietly alive, aware and alert,
ready for whatever may come.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Return of the Kamikaze Wordsmith from Hell...

Dear folks (AKA whoever reads this blog),

My sincerest apologies for letting this place sit dormant for an excessive amount of time.  I've been...busy.  o-O  Quite a bit has changed since last I posted in here, but I don't quite have the time to articulate it all to you know.  Expect me to return in a much greater capacity sometime here in the first couple weeks of May.

Hope all is well,

The Kamikaze Wordsmith from Hell

Thursday, January 19, 2012

The Chaplain of Silence

It pleases me to announce to you all that the project I'll be working on for my Novel Writing course will be tentatively titled The Chaplain of Silence.  I've written and submitted my novel synopsis to my professor, and I'm currently awaiting feedback, but I feel so confident in the idea that I will likely stick by it no matter what happens.  :)

To give you a brief taste of what I've got in store, this novel will follow Dana Leah Haughton as she transfers to a brand new university for a fresh start after a particularly dark time in her life.  Once settled in, she encounters a peculiar young man who refers to himself simply as Charlie, who has encountered just as much hardship as Dana has, and together the two give one another the strength and stability the other has been so desperately seeking.  As the two grow ever closer, outside forces start to build tension:  Maurice, Dana's new boyfriend, begins to feel threatened by the time she spends with Charlie; a professor at Dana's university identifies Charlie as a former student, divulging details of Charlie's past that prompt her to investigate who he is and what has transpired in his life to change him so much; and Charlie's former best friend, Caleb, urges Dana to use her friendship with Charlie to try to save him, believing her to potentially be the only chance Charlie has at restoring his life to what it was before tragedy befell him.

The Chaplain of Silence will, in all likelihood, wind up being a realistic/mainstream fiction piece by virtue of its content, telling a tale tinged with morsels of comedy steeped in heartrending drama.  This is an idea that hit me initially about a year ago that I've meant, for some time now, to turn into a screenplay.  Choosing to turn it into a novel for my Novel Writing class has reinvigorated my enthusiasm about the idea, and I'm proud to say I'm just as excited about it now as I was when it first hit me.  I can't wait to see what I can do with this idea.  I really hope I see this all the way through, because I think I could really make this something worthwhile to people if I can follow it through to the finish.  The entire plot has been mapped out; all that remains is for me to find the time and energy to actually write the thing.  O_O  With a semester as hectic as this, I find it a bit daunting, but by the end I'll at least have fifty pages (the requirement for the course), so I'll at least have something done in the short-term future.  :)

I also haven't forgotten about my blog, or my nickname as "The Kamikaze Wordsmith From Hell."  I'm going to do my best to find the time to generate some more original content to share with you via my blog, to give you a real taste of my abilities.  I know I've said I would do this before, but I really hope to do more on here that will show you what I'm capable of.  As an aspiring writer somewhat familiar with the industry at-large, I know it is extremely frowned-upon to self publish, and as such I do my best to keep my better ideas under wraps on the off-chance I can turn it into something worth showing off for a little coin.  However, I find it hard to maintain this blog and claim to you I'm this awesome writer without letting you sample what it is I have to offer, so when I tell you I'm really wanting to generate something simply for the sake of you seeing it, I promise I'm telling you the truth.  I am going to do everything in my power to make something happen for you, so please be on the lookout for new developments.

Thank you, whoever you are, for checking in here and following me along.  Words can't express how thankful I am...that might sound like a lazy cop-out on my part to spare me the trouble of trying to express it to you (if I claim to be who it is I am, then SURELY I can find a way to say it, right???), but seriously:  no words I can muster to express my gratitude can satisfy me.  Again, thank you.  I hope this blog post finds you doing well.