NaNoWriMo Cross Genre Prompt Calendar

As I am getting ready for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) – I thought I would share a simple calendar I created with small prompts that can be applied to any genre to keep you moving forward with your project. You can download and set as your background or just print out. #NaNoWriMo


Poem: Blue Notes

A Friday poem.



Here Comes NaNoWriMo 2018!

Maybe I just need more lattes! At any rate, I needed a notebook and this one couldn’t have been more perfect. I’ll be gearing up for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) later this week, which takes place in November. Simply write 50,000 words in one month to win! And through Thanksgiving, heh. I’ve done it before. That means filling out character sheets, plot timelines, and anything else I can think of to help write the novel. I’m also creating a calendar of 3 to 5 word prompts, applicable to any genre, to share this year. Yes, I’ll definitely need more lattes.


Poem: Burning Potential

I was reading Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury, recently and came across this exchange –

“ ‘Those who don’t build must burn.’

‘It’s as old as history and juvenile delinquents.’

‘So that’s what I am.’

‘There’s some of it in all of us.’”

It sparked this poem, Burning Potential.


Evolution of a Poem

For this week, I thought it might be interesting to look at the changes a poem can go through. This is the original handwritten version and then the typed version. My writer’s group gave me some suggestions as well, then it appeared on my page last Friday in its current form.

Poem: Streaming Memories

Here is the Friday poem, please feel free to share.


Of Time and Memory

“What was and is, always will be,
but what about what will be?
Is it happening concurrently?
Have I slipped this time stream unaware?”
From the poem, “Time, Free Will, and our Monomyth,”
in my book, “A Sanctuary Built of Words.”
I’ve been fascinated by the interplay of time and memory for as long as I can recall. It started, perhaps, with the Science Fiction and Fantasy reading I did in middle school. From the book “A Wrinkle in Time” by Madeleine L’Engle to the more recent, brilliant movie, “Arrival,” based on a Nebula awarding winning story by Ted Chiang, I have been inspired by the stories people have written related to these concepts.
I know smells and musical rhythms can be powerful aids in recalling memories but can a simple change in elevation or even the rhythm of driving around mountains work the same way? Perhaps. It seemed to me that as we drove into the Catskills this past weekend, it began to “feel” more like home.
It felt a little like I was experiencing a tesseract, Madeleine L’Engle’s concept for a wrinkle in the space-time continuum. Like I was peering through a door in the hills, back toward my childhood. It turned into a poem, of course, which I plan to post on Friday.

Poem: Suspended Sentence (Reprised)

Sometimes the right words just won’t come out, we just don’t know what to say. As always, feel free to share.

Suspended Sentence

Poem: Holding Space (reprised)

I wrote this poem for a friend a couple of years ago when he was going through a tough time but it seems like a number of friends could use it these days. Please feel free to share it with your friends.