Thursday, January 23, 2014

Group Assignment

So my group met and we decided that we would write something using ONLY one-syllable words. And also, we agreed that our piece would be sound-related. I have never utilized that kind of prompt before, so it was very interesting, albeit limiting. However, it was limited in a good way. It really forced me to stretch the boundaries of word-usage, and also, flow. So here goes. We do not have a name.


Words hurt the most when they are soft...not loud
Like cracks in the brain that cease to leave me
Crack! Pop!!! Bones are cold and black
What is sound but a shard in the air? Bleak and wild

Love hurts the most when it is warm...not cold
A "thrack" on the head of bliss. The flight of a bird
Hear the wind it makes
It stirs and hits the air with force

Our bones hurt the most when they are used...not void of life
For this they bend near to our ears--
Mere caves on what we thought they were
One breaks, two more, hurt--
Turn to dust and ash
Noise is but a dream--not real, though it may seem
I can't sleep well in the night
When eyes can't see, sound has might
Take me on a dream in the light--
Though try I will I won't put up a fight
Fuck all of them, they can go fly a kite.
She screams in my brain
And it feels so right

I feel alright about it. Not great, of course, but it was a start. I'd be interested to see if somebody could write an entire book using only words with one syllable. That seems fascinating to me. I'm sure it could be done and make sense, but would it be truly effective? Would it be fun to read?

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Creative Writing Experience

I am a straight-forward, traditional kind of writer. I enjoy stories and novels, and currently I'm finishing up a reflective memoir about my life and my journey as an artist. The creative writing program has challenged that tremendously. It has opened up my writing and made it more imaginative. In past classes our professors had us write. That was it. Just write. Don't think about what you were saying or how it was going to come across. They wanted us to regurgitate onto the paper. At first, I wasn't used to this. But with practice it became increasingly more comfortable. All in all, I'd say the program has helped me grow in a surrealist and expressionistic sense.

In one particular class I took...I believe it was called "Long Poem and Serial Works", we'd break apart very long hybrid poems together in class. Some of these poems were 20 pages long! That was probably the most difficult class. I had to stretch myself just to be able to get through it. I couldn't grasp the themes that the teacher wanted us to pull out of what we were doing. That happens when you try to do something you've never experienced before.

Genre, to me, is a classification of popular and understood themes. Fiction, non-fiction, poetry, etc...everybody is going to think differently, but that is just how I think. My favorite genre is non-fiction, although I do enjoy Mitch Albom and J.M Coatzee's works of fiction. I prefer non-fiction because it is simple to grasp, relate to, and absorb. Maybe that makes me boring. So be it. I don't really care about that. I know a lot of other students read some interesting things, but that is what they prefer to do. We all read and write from our experiences, 100% of the time. Those that claim they don't do as well. There is no such thing as "out of your mind and body." Everything comes from within, whether we want it to or not. We can draw from external influences, but ultimately our subconscious always sneaks in.

I don't have much experience working in transgenre, or writings that blur the border between two genres. Such is why I am in this class. I wanted to expand my pallet, but I also wanted to work on my capstone project and get inspiration from others. I figured we should all work together.