I Think I've Conquered my Writer's Block...

I guess my friend's contest was the jolt I needed to get out of my writer's block completely because after I shared the poem I wrote for the contest, I spent a sleepless night writing two more poems.  Here they are:

A Lover’s Lament

“Help me save her,” he pled

As multiple ideas flew around in my head.

I would love nothing more

To do what he asks, but for

Severals months I have been blocked

When it comes to them, and time ticks by on the clock

With his latest plea

Echoing inside of me.

I want to do what he asks,

But it seems like an insurmountable task.

My characters want me to finish what I began

Several years ago, and plan

To find a publisher for.

Teasers have left my fans wanting more.

I don’t like leaving a book unread,

So I’ll have to find time instead

To pluck the ideas from my head

For The Shepherdess Princess to be finished.  Enough said!

Searching for Words

I miss them, too,

And I feel blue

When I think of them

Waiting to be written.

I may not know them yet,

But I still get upset

When I think of all the possibilities

Awaiting my discovery.

I’m searching for words

Among voices unheard.

I will have to pay close attention

To release the friction.

I know it can be done,

And my challenge will be won.

Until the time comes, I have to rely

On my talent and the Big Man in the sky.

I now have a total of 45 pages in my poetry book- The Trifecta: A Collection of Poetry.

But that's not all...

I also spent part of the last couple nights working on The Shepherdess Princess some more.  I still have to figure out how I'm going to bridge a gap I have, but I'm going to start working on that tomorrow (Thursday) afternoon.  I did edit some of the story leading up to that spot, though.  Some sections seemed a little wordy, and some parts I wanted to change a descriptor.  I also broke out my French-English dictionary to change some of the dialog.  Don't worry!  I'm only using French words that everybody might know like oui for yes, monsieur for mister, mon princesse for my princess, and mon Dieu for my God.

I also wrote down part of a scene that's going to be near the end of the novel.  I'm going to be finishing that scene this weekend as well.  I had to leave it unfinished last night because I was tired, but it was also getting me a little bit hot and bothered while writing it.  *nudge, nudge, wink, wink, say no more*  ;) :)  I'll probably have to take a cold shower when I finish writing the scene anyway.  :D  If I had finished it before coming online tonight, I was thinking about sharing it as a new teaser.  That's only if I wouldn't get a reprimand from Google for having it on my blog.  :)  I do want to share a new teaser sometime, but that scene probably won't be it, so my fans will have to buy the book when it's finished to see that.

I have 83 pages total in The Shepherdess Princess so far.

A Contest Entry

My friend, Sara, started a contest on her blog to win a copy of her newest volume of poetry titled Alice at the Spa: Poems and More that was just published through Lulu.   The contest ends on July 31st, 2013.  I was the first entry with this poem:

Down the Rabbit Hole

Moonlight flowing in, dark as blood

How I long for its silvery light to flood

Over me, and save me

From the darkness enveloping me.

Day in and day out it's all the same

While the moon waxes and wanes.

A friend's challenge moves me to write a new poem,

And I'm finally feeling at home.

It's been so long for me creatively

That I jumped at the chance to break free.

Will this poem put an end

To the writing funk I've been in?

I've felt like Alice at the Spa

With my own rabbit hole to fall

Down as I grasp for reality

While fantasy surrounds me.

Whoever greets me in Wonderland,

Will make my life grand.

I would be more than happy to attend

An unbirthday party with all of my friends.

I had such a hard time writing this poem:  I rewrote several lines, I changed the title three times, and I had to change a word in the first line because I left something out.  I was beginning to wonder if I would ever finish writing the poem because of the obstacles I was facing.

I also feel like some people might not understand the significance of the last verse.  I was part of the drama club in High School and played the Dormouse in an interpretation of Alice in Wonderland.  My friend, Sara, who started this contest was The March Hare in the play.