Thinking a lot about writing, performing, and social media... 5.5 years ago today, my very first DiaryLand post started like this:
Inspired by mimi smartypants, Dooce, and a host of other "mommy bloggers", I vowed to kick my English degree-deferred writing ass in gear. That was long before the lure of YouTube, Vimeo, facebook, and photography/photoshop/vid editing experimentation began to fill my days.
I don't write the way I used to. I don't write letters, or poems, or free verse disguised as letters anymore. I've been so obsessed with creating images, both moving and still, that my writing has been shoved aside. I miss playing with words. The sound of pen nibs scrawling and sketching in notebooks has been replaced by the tap-tap-tap of fingertips on a keyboard...
I'm cycling back, though; longing to create streams of rhythmic words... pretty little pennies of verse plinking into fountains... winding paths of paragraphs...
Embarking on a mission to label more entries with the tag "write". Rives has inspired me; the sound, the flow, the rhythm and rhyme of his words mimic the way phrases circle-repeat, and eddy my brain. He makes me want to be better, to write more creatively, and I know wishing won't make it so. So --- I'm beginning today.
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