Spooky

It’s still October.

 

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Bene scribete.

 

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Have a Better Year

Snowflakes

Another year has passed us by,
And this one uglier than most,
So now it’s time for you and I
To cheer its ending with a toast.

 

Well.  That was…not a great year, was it?

How to ensure 2017 is a better one?  Throw some salt, do a dance, will it unto the cosmos?

Maybe just resolve to be as good as we can be and hope for the best?

Celebrate tonight if you can, let 2017 be born to joy and revelry, and have a happy new year.

 

Bene scribete.

Happy Old Year

Snowflakes

 

The year’s about to call it quits,
Along with all the romp and fest,
And Santa Claus is chuffed to bits
To have eleven months of rest.

 

Hope everyone had as wonderful a Christmas as could be!  The new year is upon us, but hey, don’t count this one out just yet – there are still several days left in 2014!

So do something awesome before Thursday rolls around.  Something big, something memorable – something you can look back on and say you accomplished in 2014, even as its final moments slipped through your fingers like a greased-up ribbon in a strong breeze.  After all, being able to say you did that one thing that one time is what it’s all about, right?

Well, what is it?  What’s the thing?

See you in 2015.  (>^-‘)>

 

Bene scribete.

¡FOURTEEN!

New Year

Did last year seem to blast by a little too quickly for anyone else?

I wrote The Amber Ring in 2012, and it is now 2014 – this realization makes me feel…less productive than I should like.  I suppose I did write a screenplay last year, but it still needs another couple rounds of revisions before it could be considered finished.

I’m not really one for resolutions; they’re prone to be a source of either stress or disappointment (or, more likely, both).  But perhaps there’s little harm in simply naming a few things I’d like to accomplish this year.  That way, they’re out there, so I’ll feel properly shamed if I don’t live up to the task, but not so burdened with self-loathing as I would were I to say with definitive ardor that they will be done.

Et sic,

  • I won’t delude myself into thinking I’ll finish the book I started in early 2011, but it’d be nice to make another huge dent in it.
  • I need to complete work on the aforementioned screenplay, and write another – particularly considering they’re already paid for.  I’d also like to see production start in earnest on one of them, but that’s not really under my control.  (>^-‘)>
  • Doing another novella would be fun.  I have a handful of concepts itching at my mind, but I need to focus on one of them and flesh it out.
  • Maybe write a short story in verse, or compile a collection of silly poetry in the vein of Shel Silverstein.  Nothing I can realistically expect interest in, but endeavors that would nonetheless appeal to me for their own sake.
  • Providing more interesting content for Writin’ Fish would be good, so long as I find the time and ideas (and don’t draw the ire of the slog).

 

There you have it, then.  I’d be happy to cross even one or two of these off, really.  So we’ll see what happens.

Here’s hoping for a productive and enjoyable year for everyone!

 

Bene scribete.

Elephants?

Lacking the state of mind required to do a thoughtful post, I shall now write a stupid poem about elephants.

 

It's an elephant

 

Elephants are big, they say.
They’re bigger than your face.
They’re smaller than a planet, though,
And can’t survive in space.

Elephants are grey, they say.
They’re whiter than the night.
Yet blacker than the falling snow,
And nowhere near as bright.

Elephants are tough, they say.
They’re tougher than a fly.
Unless that fly is huge, you know,
And equally as sly.

Elephants are shrewd, they say.
They never do forget.
If that is true, then I should go
Before these words upset.

 

Have a happy new year, everyone!

 

Bene scribete.