If it doesn’t rip me to shreds, I don’t want it. Give it to me cold and something cruel. Jaw dropping love all tired and sore. Where do I find the will to live? What fun is that?
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Tantalizing Tips: Laziness is the Work
I often get questions from new readers about where the inspiration for my work comes from. Simply put, it often doesn’t. I rely primarily on a process of laziness that pays itself off in the long run.
This process involves roughly 3-4 steps of meager time investments – generally opportune times when I’m bored or not busy anyway. Initially, I gather ideas by writing down characters, story snips, one-liners, etc. that pop into my head. This is often inspired by the world around me, but not necessarily so.
Step two includes connecting these ideas. Sometimes I peruse notes and sometimes new ideas come to me as I conglomerate these loosely bound whizzes and quips.
Finally, depending on editing and/or publishing, these last one-two part steps put it all together. I paint my finishing touches and clean up anything that feels disconnected.
That’s it. You’ve made poetry.
I don’t do it this way for every single piece, note. Sometimes I do a whole piece in one setting and sometimes it takes the course of several months to years to finalize a poem or short story. It all depends because I don’t invest a lot of time into willing ideas to the surface – I often find this does not work anyway.TLDR: How to write poetry the scribdbits way
1. Gather data (ideas and concepts) – continuous.
2. Organize – per piece.
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No Love Lost
It freed us - what sweet moments we indulged after agreeing precious few remained.
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Preposterous Ponderings: Seeking and Living
Do not search for meaning, life has no meaning, seek a worthwhile life.
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Dank
He didn’t sit alone, but with himself.
The chatter filled his glass -
lemon, fennel, cumin -
as he toasted with smoke and hog,
‘to the curious case of the dog in the nighttime.’ -
Sob Her
Sobriety's a bitch.
I try
to love her
with all I have
and still
she calls me a
cheating bastard. -
Reiff
Viola, you poor, indentured thing. When they say 100% cranberry; they **mean** it! Barely a step above chalk. Or was that line drawn in sand? Look hard enough, and one can nearly always find a few options for insanity.
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I’m
Your biggest fan and your harshest critic.
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Preposterous Ponderings: Inspiration
If you look outward solely for answers, I mourn your lack of creativity. If you look only inward, I weep for your lack of humanity.
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Dis-Top[Ea]
This reality: not the bright-eyed shoot-em-up gallery they promised, not nearly as nice as the dusty menagerie foreseen. Orange, plastic caps land in the doorway of cardboard market stalls.