Posted tagged ‘Blogging’


November 21, 2017

A new thing for me! Doesn’t have a title exactly– maybe Samurai carrying infant? Ha! (from a very speedy watercolor class.).

Sorry to have been so absent! Not sure that I’m back, though I do miss you all! Take care.

To Drafts! Revisions! Community! Poetry! Wine!

October 12, 2011


Kind of a funny evening after a very tense day.  The tension I think was chemical–well, partly–modern life is so so busy it makes for tension even in the near comatose.  (Also, in this day and age, if you are lucky enough to be employed, you tend to have an awful lot to do.)  But I also took an herb this morning, Gingko Biloba, which is meant to protect against brain dulling, but I think, in my case, may have caused brain hypersensitivity.

Then came the evening, which was subsumed in several long and worrisome telephone calls.  The great part of having aging parents is having aging parents; the difficult part is having aging parents.  The great certainly far outweighs the difficult, but where there is a significant risk of loss, there is the significant fear of loss.

And then, for some reason, I started looking through old draft poems that are on this blog, but virtually in no other file of mine.  Although I spent some energy on the drafts on the days I wrote each of them, I then virtually forgot about most of them, never refining, editing or even looking at them.

But tonight, perhaps because I should be working overtime on something else, all those unfinished poems suddenly beckoned.

Partly, this interest in old drafts has been sparked by my recent involvement in various online poetry websites and blogs, which really has been very inspiring.

The  glass of wine I had with dinner also seemed to make the call of these old draft poems somewhat more eloquent.

Still!  To old notebooks!  Drafts! Unfinished manuscripts!  Poetry blogs!   (Here here!)

Circus Animals? Appy Friday!

June 10, 2011


End of long hot week. Glad it’s over. I know this picture doesn’t really relate to any of that, but rather my personal fascination with elephants, dogs, and iPad Apps. This one uses Brushes, Sketchbook Pro, and the updated Photogene App, which allows you to make little strokes of light. Above, the strokes are pretty subtle and perhaps not fully carried through. Still, I’m hoping they look like beams from either an opening in the tent, or maybe circus lights (ha!), I’m not sure I’ve succeeded. Interesting tools though. Have a great weekend.

Apologies for Technical Difficulties

May 28, 2011

Apologies for technical difficulties associated with my prior post, which is supposed to be about using the Brushes App for the iPad and includes little paintings of my great dog Pearl. I’m getting pretty proficient with the Brushes App, but I am much less so with the WordPress Blogging App, which is why there are little bits of code stuck in with my drawings, and things are sometimes premature uploaded! Sorry sorry. I’m afraid that if I take out the codes, the drawings will get lost too! Thanks for your patience! Hope you like code!

Blogging – what is to be done?

March 30, 2011

Developing An Apptitude (“Brushes”/Blog/Christmas)

December 23, 2010

I have to confess that this past couple of weeks I have had intermittent but very strong urges to halt this blog.  At least temporarily.  It’s not that I don’t enjoy both posting and the sense of community the blog sometimes gives.  (I obviously do.)

But there is the proverbial problem of choices.  Really, limits: minutes in the day, energy in the brain, will in the will.

The immediacy of a blog tends to crowd out longer-term projects;  these (mainly old novels) had been languishing even before I began this blog.  Now a year and a half later, they are calling for last rites.

Which leads me once again to….the iPhone!

The “Brushes” App.

Rather than simply stop the blog, I’ve been thinking that it might be nice to try going visual.  Post pictures, save up words.

I started drawing on the iPhone yesterday with the “Brushes” App.    After I learned how not to block out the entire drawing, I ran into problems with issues like big and little:

Big Tortoise, Little Dog

This morning, I learned how to get finer detail.   This led to such small detail, the picture seemed all background:

All backdrop?

Finally got it right this evening, while in the waiting area for Chinese take-out.

Duplicate Santas? (Or Skating Imposter?)

I still don’t know what I’ll do with the blog, but going “visual” sure seems fun.

Have a very Merry Christmas Eve!  (And thanks, as always, for stopping by.)

Internal Shake-Up, Changing Blog (I’m not sure how), Looking For Keepers

August 5, 2010


As followers of this blog know, my summer has been difficult due to the loss of a close friend.  It’s shaken me.  Aside from the grief,  and, of course, the gap – the missing counselor–there’s the internal spotlight.  Could it happen to me?  (Yes.)    How would I feel?

This question of how I would feel is not aimed at the obvious, i.e. sick, terrified, probably nauseated, very very sad.  The question is how I would feel about how I lived my life?  What, in other words, would I regret?

The big regrets – for me at least—would be unkindness and unhappiness:  those times when I was needlessly unkind (and, frankly, it’s hard to come up with any instance in which unkindness was needful); those times when I was needlessly unhappy.

Again, “needless” may the wrong word—those times in which I was unhappier than circumstances warranted—unhappy because of kvetching, perfectionism, issues of control, jealousy, lack of appreciation.  (As in the case of unkindness, circumstances probably rarely warranted the unhappiness that I was able to come up with.)

Putting all that aside—admittedly a big that—another thing I’d regret very much is not allowing myself time to do my work, that is, my true work –the work that feels like my work.

I don’t mean my day job, (which, Boss, is a great job and one that I frequently genuinely enjoy).

I wouldn’t regret not doing profound work, or revolutionary work.  I’ve long ago accepted that I’m not a particularly profound person, and I try to keep a lid on the grandiosity.

I mean the silly children’s novels, silly teen and more adult novels, the slightly odd poems and prose poems, whatever little drawings come my way.  Being able to point to them as “done deals”, “keepers”—I would very much regret not having given myself the time to do that, or more of it.

So where does this blog come in?

It’s truly wonderful to have daily readers (thanks so much), and to get something out every day.  But I’m a person, like every single one of you, with limited time in life.

I am not, just yet, discontinuing the blog (though I’m not sure I will continue it on a daily basis).  But I do need to find a way to make it serve my general purposes a bit more.

Which means what?  Maybe posts that are more purely creative, or connected, or connectible, to bigger projects?  More draft poems?  Prose poems?  Writing exercises?  Novel excerpts?

What’s hard, of course, is that drafts can be a bit personal, raw, embarrassing,  and possibly uninteresting, certainly to random Internet browsers, who are much likely to be attracted by the names Robert Pattinson or Sarah Palin.  My task, I suppose, is to try to look on that part as liberating and not paralyzing.

(I hope you’ll stay with me while I figure this out.)