The Sunday Blues.

I am tired and my brain feels like it has turned to mush.

I have a poem due tomorrow in my writing class in which I have to include: something red, a caluculator, and a laptop cord. Or something pretty close to those. WTF? I am already horrible at writing poetry, and I'm expected to incorporate some of the most random items into a poem and make it a good one? In the words of Miley Cyrus, "Sweet niblets!"

My poems tend to turn into stories; the last one I wrote was like two pages long. People in the class were like, "Woah... that's a lot of words!" I guess I don't posess the gift of concision. I also don't think very poetically. One of my favorite bands has a lead singer with a lyrical soul, and when I attempt to put pen to paper I get frusterated that I wasn't also born with "the gift."

So here is what I have so far:

The Anticipated Acceptance Letter

eyes wide with anticipation,
red from the sting of tears.
i quietly calculate
what this letter means.
i power on my laptop,
as the rain hits the roof
with it's brilliant, translucent beads.
acceptance at an Ivy League
was merely a dream
until today.
yet somewhere, the sirens are wailing,
the "guilty police" rushing to
an arrest.
can i leave them? i question.
my family will cry for days
when they hear the (good?) news.
my selfishness devours me
and i answer my own question with a resonating Yes!
the slowness of my connection speed
frusterates, and gives me time to second guess.
but still when the page appears,
I click "accept" and fall asleep
dreaming of tomorrow.

BLAH! This one is worse than the last pathetic one I wrote... :-) Why is it that writer's block only comes when there are deadlines?! Well, my little brothers-in-law are tackling me and demanding to use my laptop: "nana, your compooter is like dad's! we need da find da games!" So hopefully my writing skills will magically blossom overnight and I'll have something better to say tomorrow. I doubt it.

Peace out.

Bandwagon Blogging

This blog was an inspired idea. It came about after much deliberation. Ok, so really I am just copycatting once again, but I really don't care. After reading over the hilarity of my little sister's blog full of her random thoughts, and then enjoying the blog of my high school english teacher who's now a professional author, I decided I couldn't resist! My blogging about the good ole Abbey Inn days have been over for awhile, and I sure have dropped the ball on my marriage blog which got more and more boring by the minute...(kind of like my marriage... :-) just kidding!) So this will be my alternative outlet. I'm hoping to fashion it after my sister's idea of letting it all hang out. So here I go. This blog is by me, about me, for me. I'm not restricting myself to a format, which my highly organized personality will likely despise and fight at all costs, but that is just too detrimental to the journey I am embarking on. I am supposed to be writing for thirty minutes a day for my creative writing class at school, and if I were to receive an immediate grade, I would be failing miserably. The fact of the matter is, I just don't have time to write. My life has been consumed by the balance between school and work, husband and homework, teaching and keeping my house clean; It has been full of grad school applications and taking quiet moments to observe my new pet turtle Howard, who is the closest to a child I hope I get in the next few years. Oh, not to mention my months of overcoming my addiction to Dr. Pepper and replacing it with the guilty pleasure of watching "Bad Girls Club" on my nights off of work. :-) Yes, with all of that going on, there just has been no time to write. But enough about excuses. I'm getting my priorities straightened out and making a commitment. From here forth and forevermore (or at least until April 30), I promise to write thirty minutes everyday and post it via this blog for all the world to see. If I truly want to write my story and publish it in book form, I have got to polish up my writing skills and enhance my creative prowess. This writing class was supposed to help me do that, but for it to work, I have to work. So here I go...