Friday's are always questionable to me. Excited at the end of the week, or just too tired by then to enjoy the thought of the weekend. Honestly it can go either way.
Got a call from a poet friend today and she answered some manuscript questions for me. There are some really nice poets out theres and this is definitely one of them.
I have worked on homework several hours today. I've lost actual count. It is enough for today and it is time to step back from it, she here I am.
RANDOM WORDS: hollow - sad - closed - improved - kiss - skin - legs. [think about these words and write tonight]
Fridays are days that anymore like a crap shoot if I am anxious for the weekend or not. It all depends on things I won't go into here.
I have a lot of material out presently - poems, that is. I would like to hear this weekend on a few of them, but I know I will be working on more of them. I am doing "The Grind" for like the 8th or ninth month since last year. That is where I write one a day and post with a group of others.
It has been a great source for new work. They often require a little polishing up, who who sends off a new draft poem without some revision?
I will have lots of school reading this weekend.
My #mood currently: #frustrated #artist
And so today I suppose I should be excited. Or experience trepidation, or something different. I am going back to school after all these hundreds of years.
Still, the prevailing emotion at this moment is that of sadness. People I care about face difficult situations today. So it is not that easy to think about myself at this point.
#mood #Sad #back2school
Michael Allyn Wells - notes & musings