Taking a chance and trying to blog from the regular computer tonight.
Boy! Has it been a busy day. First of all, Newell woke up really early today, so I got up too. Made a pot of my Death Wish Coffee, and I still feel it. Of course, my coffee pot is so tiny a “Full Pot” fits into a travel mug. Still, it’s a lot of caffeine.
Got him out the door, and sat down to start my submissions hunt for the day. Three poetry markets and a poetry contest today. Most of the poems submitted were written in the last two days.
I also got approval for my presentation at the Language Creation Conference. Now I just have to think of a really great poster layout. To balance that, I got a very nice rejection (yay! two this month so far) from Songwriter’s Market asking me to submit again next year. I think they were just being nice.
Started the Skellyman revision I put off till February, and got to Chapter Sixteen–that includes a new first chapter. I am hoping to finish this revision and GET IT OUT OF MY HOUSE for “No Excuses Sunday.” I am no longer having fun with it.
After dinner I made more jewelry. I’ve almost finished the pieces I want for the convention. And I got to the end of season two of Supernatural.
On the cleaning front, still didn’t get to the shower, but I did get dishes and laundry done as I cleaned the last of my shows out of the DVR. I am calling it a very productive day.
Poem time.
Gracefully gliding in a
water dance,
the swan drifts by,
bird ballerina in its
very own production
of Swan Lake.
Short, I know, but like I say, I was writing poetry all afternoon…cut me some slack. 😉
Tracking:
Today I cleaned ― dishes and laundry, emptied DVR
Today I weighed ― 184.1
Today I wrote/revised ― several poems and 15 chapters of Skellyman
Here's the Clean... 
With the advent of printing , poets gained greater control over the mass-produced visual presentations of their work. Visual elements have become an important part of the poet’s toolbox, and many poets have sought to use visual presentation for a wide range of purposes. Some Modernist poets have made the placement of individual lines or groups of lines on the page an integral part of the poem’s composition. At times, this complements the poem’s rhythm through visual caesuras of various lengths, or creates juxtapositions so as to accentuate meaning, ambiguity or irony , or simply to create an aesthetically pleasing form. In its most extreme form, this can lead to concrete poetry or asemic writing .
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