Don’t Pick Up Lost Poems from the Ground

Looking for Poetry

Don’t write poems about what’s happening.
Nothing is born or dies in poetry’s presence.
Next to it, life is a static sun
without warmth or light.
Friendships, birthdays, personal matters don’t count.
Don’t write poems with the body,
that excellent, whole, and comfortable body objects to lyrical outpouring.
Your anger, your grimace of pleasure or pain in the dark
mean nothing.

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The Very Rich Indie Writer

Read on Novelr: The Very Rich Indie Writer

Amanda Hocking is 26* years old. She has 9 self-published books to her name, and sells 100,000+ copies of those ebooks per month. She has never been traditionally published. This is her blog. And it’s no stretch to say – at $3 per book1/70% per sale for the Kindle store – that she makes a lot of money from her monthly book sales.

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Bacon and Eggs on a Saturday Morning

Write a scene that focuses on breakfast. Pick your characters, your plot and your location, then pull it all together over breakfast.

I’d write about some unlikely people meeting in an old local dive where the coffee is hot, the eggs are over easy and the plot is… a genie in a bottle. Now I just need to write it all.… Read the rest

A Day to Escape

How nice it would be to have a real day off from everything. Like stepping into a clean room and shutting the door on everything behind you.

The word for today is escape. I don’t know why. I’m not feeling there is anything I especially need to get away from. Just the usual pressures, disappointments and such.… Read the rest