From my very first post I wanted to pay homage to the speech which inspired the title of my blog, Ain't I a Woman? by Sojourner Truth. Such a beautiful speech, such a beautiful name, such a beautiful woman. It is one of my favorite pieces. I strive to emulate this style in my own work. Poetic and powerful. Honest and unafraid. Memorable. And I like brevity. It too is beautiful. This is the standard I wish to be held to as I explore the question with you ~ ain't I a writer?
"Obliged to you for hearing me, and I do have a few things more to say..."

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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Sunday Morning Confession

     Well, I wanted to write this blog, in part, so that I would be held accountable as a self employed writer, and I know that requires a regular honest appraisal of my accomplishments, or lack thereof. I'm thinking that a weekly confession should suffice. Self flagellation to follow.
     I guess it is rather apparent that much of my time and energy in the last week was devoted to establishing my blogs. (The other is t2fish.blogspot.com.) I'm fine with that. I think it should require a lot of work at the beginning, that it won't be so time consuming in the future, and I'm pretty happy with the way it is going. I am actually enjoying it a lot more than I thought I would, but I really do love all aspects of being a writer.
     Other than that, didn't get much done. Let's see; ... I got my grade report back from my first graduate class at Harvard Extension School (after an agonizing wait), and spent a lot of time reviewing the report (I got an A) and the 20 page paper I had written. I am currently reworking the paper to submit to Yankee magazine, but didn't get far, feeling a little stuck with that right now. I have done a lot of networking this week, not all of it of this nature. I've had a couple of conversations with a woman in a neighboring town who wants me to write something of a historical nature which I am interested in doing, and another with an artist/ friend who I've asked to work with me on a broadside I want to do of one of my poems. Both of those projects are still in the planning stages. My column came out on Wednesday and I always spend a couple of hours following up with it when it does. And this week was the monthly Portsmouth Poetry Hoot where I read a poem, and whenever I do that, I spend a fair amount of time revising the poem both before and after the reading. I consider the two hours I spend there listening to other poets important to my development as a writer too. Last night I attended a memoir reader's theatre salon given by Susan Poulin (a popular Maine blogger) whose current work with hospice is of interest to me and my Prickly Pear Poetry Project so that was part work / part pleasure.
     And I consider reading an important part of my career too, and it can be very difficult to find time to read, at least for me. This week I've been trying to get a head start on my next class as the reading requirement looks relatively heavy, and the first book is Freud's case history of Dora, which I am finding predictably frustrating (kind of infuriating really) to get through.
     In retrospect, it seems like a fair amount of work, and on the other hand I got in a lot more exercize this week. .. can I get any credit for that?

1 comment:

  1. I admire the effort you've taken establishing two blogs at about the same time. I also caught you at the Hoot; a night where everyone shone/ined.I was pleased by all but a couple of readers; The flurries outside while the room heated up was unforgettable. Many outstanding poems...why don't you post yours? Thanks for what you do.Skip M.

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