I can generally work with anything going on. As long as I have headphones or earbuds, I can drown out pretty much any annoying background noises. Sometimes, though, I can’t.
Today is one of those days.
The TV in the next room is too loud. I’m tired and my mind keeps wandering. Random bits of conversation filter through.
What do you do on days where everything is a distraction? What distracts you?
Today, I’m keeping on keeping on. I’m chipping away at my to-do list. I’ve made some phone calls, sent some emails, and now I’m working on this post. Later, I will work on some crochet and do some planning around that.
I have one more phone call to make and some book edits to work on, too. So I would say that despite the distractions, I’m making good progress.
What about you?
Cinquain. A Crapsey cinquain. Remeber it’s one of the syllabic poetry forms I mentioned in last week’s post.
The Crapsey cinquain was developed by a woman named Adelaide Crapsey, an American poet. As per its name, the cinquain has five lines. The Crapsey cinquain follows a strict syllabic form:
Line 1 – 2 syllables
Line 2 – 4 syllables
Line 3 – 6 syllables
Line 4 – 8 syllables
Line 5 – 2 syllables.
A single siquain can stand on its own or it can be used along with additional cinquains as a stanza of a longer poem.
For one example, you can see “American Princess” in my own poetry collection, Windsong and Other Poems.
Additionally, here is an example just for this. (This is a rough draft and not finished in any way.)
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There’s an old joke that says, “I’m a poet and didn’t know it. You can tell by my feet. They’re Longfellows.”
I got started on my writing journey with poetry. I wrote my first poem in high school. In tenth grade English, we had to keep a journal. I wrote my first poem there. I got brave and showed it to my 11th grade English teacher. She said I had a “great talent” and shouldn’t let it go to waste.
It took too many years before I gave myself permission to say I was a writer. But that’s not the point here.
My poems don’t usually rhyme. I don’t use iambic pentameter or any other formal poetic form or meter.
Some time ago, I was introduced to syllabic poetry. I took a poetry-writing class at through the public education program at the local college. Since then, I’ve used several syllabic forms in my poems.
What is syllabic poetry?
Syllabic poetry has a set number of syllables per line. It can be set by the writer or by a specific form.
Some syllabic poetry forms include:
- Crapsey cinquain
There are many more.
I’ve decided I want to get back to my roots, so to speak, and write more poems again.
I’m going to share some of what I learn here and on my YouTube channel.
What is one of your favorite types of poems?
I don’t usually post on weekends, but I remembered something today. I signed up on WordPress seven years ago. Before that, I had a sporadic blog on Blogger. I haven’t always been consistent, but I’m learning and improving. I hope I’ve provided some value and, maybe, useful information along the way.
Before you start wondering, no, I dont want to eat yarn. Though some of the colors are yummy enough that they look like candy.
I have a dog — technically, my dad has a dog — that apparently likes the taste of yarn. I try to keep it out of reach so she can’t get to it, but it doesn’t always work.
I had an appointment in Oklahoma City yesterday. When we got home yesterday afternoon, it was almost 100dF. When it was time for dinner, we didn’t want to heat up the house by cooking in the kitchen. We went to town to grab a quick bite. We got home and there was yarn strewn all over the living room.
Ellie had somehow got one of my yarn bags and took it to the living room where she empied it and played with the yarn.
This bag had a shawl I’ve finished for my Grandma but not given to her yet. The yarn is bison down/silk. Thankfully, the shawl was still intact and there were no holes in it. Well… No unwanted holes in it.
She almost got my pretty Furls crochet hook out of its case. The hook is fine. The case is a little worse for wear.
I thought that bag had been out of her reach, but apparently not. I just have to get smarter than the dog again.
Do any of your pets have a taste for your supplies? Or have you ever had a pet that did? Leave a comment and let’s chat.
Don’t you just love the frames YouTube decides to use as your video cover? that will change once I do he thumbnail and upload it, too, but until then, I’m obvioulsy in mid-word and look like I’m making a goofy face.
I’m restarting my YouTube channel. Last Friday, I uploaded a reintroduction video, so here it is.
I would love it if you would go over to YouTube and leave me a comment or a like. Or subscribe. That would be very appreciated!
I’ll be talking about writing, creativity, and crochet. So if there is anthing specific you would like to hear about, let me know. This week’s video will be about some aspect of writing. Exactly what isn’t decided yet, but it will prolbably be about one of my favorite poetic forms, mainly because I have a catchy hook in my head and if I don’t use it, it will drive me bonkers.
Well… More bonkers. How’s that?
If you remember, back in June, I mentioned I had lost my mojo for writing. Since that time, I’ve tried a few things to get it back, but my usual tips and tricks didn’t really work that well this time.
So what did I do?
I can tell you what I didn’t do. I didn’t push it. I was nice to myself. I didn’t say I had writer’s block. I didn’t say I was in a rut. I didn’t do or say anything that might indicate I was embarassed or ashamed of not writing.
So I crocheted.
A lot, actually. And I started a mailing list. And I wrote blog posts about crochet.And I decided I’m going to restart my YouTube channel.
You get the idea.
I was still being creative, I just wasn’t focused on writing. And that actually brings me to my point. (Yes, I do have one other than the fact that my mojo is coming back.)
I think it is important to have more than one creative outlet. If I didn’t crochet or do anything else, I would have obsessed over not writing. That would have made it worse for me, I’m sure. Having more than one creative outlet allows you to keep your creative well filled when it could otherwise become drained. It helps you prevent burnout when one outlet seems to run dry.
Depending on what your creative outlets are, they can even inform and feed off of each other. Although I had lost my writing mojo, I still wrote, but I wrote about crochet. So you could say that crochet both informed and fed my writing. That’s a good thiung.
I stsill say I am primarily a writer, but I’m also fairly confident in saying I’m an avid crocheter/crochet artisan too.
What about you? What are your creative interests? Do you find they influence each other in any way?
Leave a comment and let’s talk.