leigh ann

i’m a sucker for challenges. so when Sonia at Poinciana Paper Press (please check out this page because everything creative in The Bahamas deserves praise and support and everything) asked if i’d like to participate in napowrimo i, a sucker, said yes.

i hate poetry.

i can never get it right. the words don’t make sense. fiction is just better.

i hadn’t attempted to make a poem in years and all of the poems i did produce before then were mediocre at best. but I wanted to support the press and all of the activities (because money-wise I was strapped because of reasons) so I agreed.

i failed literally three days in. it was actually six but I love to exaggerate.

sonia diligently provided prompts every single day. i starred them but didn’t write. – punched out about three poems in the beginning by going, ah well it can literally be a piece of shit and nobody will see it. and i still couldn’t commit.

commitment and i go way back. and it’s been tumultuous. and kinda toxic. and mostly my fault.

so i’m pissed i can’t complete a project and a fire has been lit under my ass. so i’m attempted napowrimo again. with Sonia’s prompts but on my own time. it might take a month, it might take a few months, it might take a few years. but I promise I’m going to finish this project.

FINISH A PROJECT.

why is that idea so hard?

aug 26, 2024

lo and behold fellows, i still haven’t finish the napowrimo challenge. but i’m still trying. let’s blame school and my new job and life. i’m still not the biggest more willing poet but i’m taking a poetry class this semester (most because the fiction class is in the next town and i don’t have a vehicle and its after bus hours and bussing long distances in the snow seems scary considering ive been in skids just bussing around town).

i love the teacher tho so fingers crossed it wont be complete torture.