Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6, 2016

My Revision Process


Thoughts on Revision:

Keep the buttons, save
strong stitches,
remove the lint
caught
between phrases
where story importance resides;

catch darlings,
those phrases, sentences,
lines loved "too much"
considered clever,
special and likely not
an enhancement;

weave through, locate
'ing' words, weak cheaters
they steal emotion's thunder,
deny readers access to subtext
or intricate details present
for close inspection like lace on a bodice;

ignore not those adverbs sprinkled
like fancy seasonings, a few perhaps nice
while abundance hides true flavor;

now review this "new" story, perhaps
recognize with delight the light
wakened from below the surface.

The story is ready for final edits.

by judy Beaston
March 6, 2016

Sunday, April 1, 2012

April Fool's Day Foolishness



April Fool’s Day and I wonder if I am the fool this year, taking on a blog challenge when sporadic entries represent the sum total of my blog’s history.  The challenge? To post a blog a day for one month (taking only 4 days off) and use the alphabet as my guide for each day’s focus. From A to Z, each letter of the alphabet, what do you mean to me?

My non-blog writing involves the “Art of being Alive” as I explore the underbelly of ordinary in search of its hidden essence. Some days that means a poem or three dances on my screen. Other days might lead to tales of mystery, humor or relationship.

Writing about real life through unusual lenses fascinates me and that will hopefully come out in the posts I generate for this month’s blogging challenge, a mostly improvised serenade danced along a path through the Alphabet.

Take today (please do!). I’ve rarely looked forward to the first day of April, couched too frequently in the Angst of humiliation. I always tried to be the first with the “joke” of the day, throw others off their scheming plans to catch me off-guard. “See,” I would try to explain. “I know what day today is, so don’t play your tricks on me.”

I grew up with an older brother in a family that found embarrassing jokes outrageously funny. Of course, that meant I married a man who enjoyed the same cruel (in my mind) delight in demeaning humor. One outcome of all those fooled and foolish years became my attempts at training my children to ignore the day, or at least stay on the sweet side of fool’s day tricks. Though I achieved some success in this effort, I remained in the minority, my reluctance to engage in ANY type of joking on April First seen as symbolic of my status as an “old fuddy-duddy.”

Let me quickly add, however, that I’ve met many people over the years that enjoy a good joke, a trick of the eye, a sleight of hand that triggers mild embarrassment but remains gentle. Humor – ah, perhaps a good topic for day number eight!

Was today’s blog a joke? No way. Or was it? And how will you decide?
Happy (?) April Fool’s Day.

A-mazing APRIL  (an acrostic poem)

Antecedent extraordinaire
Pushes winter’s final
Remnants away,
Induction ceremonies set
Let spring’s bouquets display

Thursday, February 24, 2011

creating

subtle lows flow into dramatic highs
must be music time
sweet tapping, black letters formed
must be writing time
stories, poems, energy swirls
gather around evening
prepare for nightly adventures.