No, not really. Not yet anyway. I’ve come to the conclusion that Saturday is my worst time for posting something. I just spent about nine minutes browsing the interwebs, three minutes looking at a game I’m playing and… hm, several other minutes quietly hating my blank text box.
I considered the ten-minute stream of consciousness and thought about writing a book review, but haven’t read the book recently enough that I’d be confident reviewing it.
Then I imagined banging out NaNoWriMo all on one day this year, perhaps arising at midnight and departing for sleep at midnight. Who knows on that front, I’ll keep you updated.
I thought about haiku and poems and it’s since occurred to me that I haven’t really done any new poem for my own purpose in a while. I do them for prompts, no worries. I do something under extreme emotion, easy. On a regular day, not so much.
Now, I’m thinking about just how long it has been since I really wrote anything, I’m beginning to feel like I’m just answering a stream of prompt-events. Therefore, I need to create a stockpile of poetry to draft-and-post for the inspiration-dry days.
Already I have one idea, but I think I need to go and dig into the world some more. I just read a book about a girl who goes road-tripping around, so maybe there’s an idea for further down the line.
Okay, it’s an eight-minute stream of consciousness. What if I did a twin-day of haiku? Did you guys know that in the North Island, there are so-called “twin cities”? I could maybe do that, one set of haiku for one prompt and one set for another… what do you, dear reader, think?
Overkill or cutely psuedo-unique?