All right, Day 2 is complete. I had thought with the predicted snow I’d be at home again for the session, but we got a lot less than we expected and the roads were clear by lunchtime. So I took myself and my computer to Whole Foods and set up in the café section. The store was quiet today – I think everyone shopped themselves out in the preceding 2 or 3 days.
I sat down and got to work. I will say the time goes very quickly. I enjoyed being in a different location than yesterday and I feel it certainly influences what I think about and therefore what I write. And I am really liking working quickly and not second-guessing myself.
Here’s today’s statistics:
Here’s a selected poem from today’s series. This one comes from a little game I play with myself. I’m not good at rhyming things, and yet I would like to do it. So I make it easy for myself. I go along the first line until I finish. Then I figure out a word that will rhyme and fits in (somehow) with whatever I said in the first line. The last word in the line has to rhyme but the thought doesn’t have to be finished – it can keep on going in the next line.
I just keep doing this until things seem to be finished. Sometimes the result is good and sometimes not. But it takes me places I would never think of going.
Thanks for reading.
Well, lunch is eaten, over and done
By my watch it’s just past one
o’clock in the afternoon
The dishwasher will be full just as soon
as I get the lunch things in it
stacked in neat rows I don’t like disorder or when things don’t fit
together the way they always do in my crossword puzzles or true crime books
filled with meaningful clues and hints and looks
that aren’t a sick child coming home early from school
or the consequences of a broken rule
such as the one about how a red sock should not be washed with white
clothes, or if you leave the room you turn off the light
every time, or that eating mistletoe berries will surely kill you
unless you are a bird, I think, and then the rules would be different. Do
you have another minute or two to chat?
I so enjoy talking to someone who is not the cat.
Earlier posts in the Marathon: