Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Big Blogging Update: Thinking Edition

I've missed a few #firstdraftFridays, I think, and I haven't made a regular blog post in however long it's been, so I thought I'd stop by my own website make a few notes about what I've doing or thinking about doing.

It may or may not be surprising to learn that I've been doing a lot of thinking. I'm always thinking, especially about what platforms to be active on and how to adhere to habits of all kinds. I definitely will keep up my blog such as it is but I also want to set up a stand alone website. I don't know how much longer I will keep my Facebook page or if I'll ever update my Tweets outside of NaNoWriMo. Thinking about what I want to do with my YouTube channel and whether I should start a Patreon. So I've been thinking a lot but not finding any answers I guess.

I've also been traveling. It has dawned on me, as of late, that I am a constant traveler. But like accidentally. Not that I accidentally travel but that I've never intended to be much of a traveler. For as long as I can remember, I've gotten violently motion sick on every single form of transportation known to man. Not to mention the anxiety caused by going to new places. And yet, this year, I've spent nearly four months sleeping under rented roofs and in strange beds. The only type of transport I haven't been on is a boat. In the last week, I've slept in 4 different states. I visited friends in Maryland over the weekend and last week I was visiting my sister in Alabama while we attended the Stamp and Scrapbook Expo in Georgia. I've had so much fun, met so many new people, and tried loads of different foods, beds, and coffees. I might be adding a lifestyle or travel element to the blog to keep up with all my adventures. Probably just as soon as I figure out how to take better photos from the height of fun.

So many thoughts, so little time


In other news, I've got a regular job with an actual paycheck. I get paid to write internet articles. It's pretty freaking cool actually. But it's, naturally, taking up time. Time where I use to think a lot. Then after the thinking, I would write or art. But now I struggle constantly with my time and trying to find the time for filming, then editing, or writing, then editing, taking pictures, and editing, and posting. But you know, also earn that paycheck, and think and eat and sleep and supposedly work out. Basically, I'm trying to manage life and it's been a long time since I've had to answer to someone else, where any amount of my time wasn't my own. At the same time, I'm psyched to have a job where the hours and location is flexible and pants are optional. I'm figuring it out or I will eventually.

Also, I've reached that part of the year when I want to WRITE ALL THE THINGS. I'm very inspired to not only write current projects like Zombie Zorority, SpiderWeb Door, Romance, Consumption Divine, PB & J, and Sun in October but also NaNoWriMo pieces like The Horrorphiles and Write What You Know, which I wasn't sure I would go back to work on. Not to mention that I'm also thinking ahead to this year's NaNoWriMo and considering what new project I might work on then too.

I'm also thinking about Christmas.

Oh and I'm thinking about my next journal. I was going to make a mermaid journal, mostly because I want to make it, not to use it. I really don't know what I actually want to use next. But I'm getting down to the end of my floral junk journal and I don't know what I want to use for August and September. I guess logic might dictate doing autumn stuff but I don't know if I have enough autumn based supplies to make full-size journal. Maybe I will combine with donuts and coffee because I'm mad excited about PSL season and I keep buying donut stuff, so I need to use it sooner or later.


Anyway, I will get back to posting #firstdraftFridays, and YouTube videos, and Instagram photos, and maybe even more blog posts too. We shall see.





Friday, July 7, 2017

First Draft Friday: Poetry

Some of the first things I ever wrote were poems. Melodramatic, pretty awful poems. I can't say that I've gotten any better at writing poems but I write them less and I'm under no illusion that I'm a poet. I use to think it was because I wasn't creative or artistic enough to be a truly good poet. Now I think I'm too fond of wordiness, instead of imagery, and I play a rhyme scheme to death, oftentimes abandoning sense and meaning just to make a rhyme (cause it's fun).

Anyway, only very recently did I discover that poems had first drafts too and could be edited to be made better. I don't know why this hadn't occurred to me other than, aside from a few Shakespeare sonnets, and an ass ton 16th-century literature (surprise, also mostly sonnets) I never took a poetry class in college. I avoided it like the plague, still feeling that I didn't have that magical, mystery quality that made a poet a poet.

But that has never stopped me from being possessed by the spirit of poetry every now and then and writing bits and pieces here and there. Now I have this idea that I might tinker around with them and make them stronger, or at least make me more happy about them. We'll see.

In the meantime, here's some first draft poetry for the first time on this First Draft Friday.

Pictured: tinkering
The Words I Say [first draft]
A poem by Stephanie Thompson

I have to say words but the words don't matter still I have to say them anyway

The words I say have no power once I say them but inside me they fester and make me rotten

The words I say don't matter not their order not their meaning I only say them to say something
say anything at all

Because the words I say don't matter
it's the silence words I don't say kill me
silent assassins with silence kill me

Then the words I said wouldn't matter
and my secrets stay secret with me
and I won't have to say them any more





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