Writing stories is one part of my creative life but my passion is still poetry. Today I wrote a poem dedicated to Paul Celan who’s “Todesfuge” has made an incredible impression on me when I read it at school. It had made me aware of how you can play with images and words. And that indeed even after death camps it is possible to write and read poetry (this might have been just a discussion within German speaking poets after war).
Now long afterwards I realise that this poem created my opinion that poetry and other creativity is the only way to make sense of it all!
I admit it is really being lazy to reblog a lot but I just love this quote and that is why I want to share it with you!
…. about my little sci-fi shopping experience ;-). So excited about it. Did some research about astronomy to get things right. Will line out the supermarket, the main characters and how society has evolved. But that might just as well be writers block as I still am not back with Zara and I miss that. We’ll get there though!
One picture to make you smile and therefore more creative :-)!
- Writers Block: the Gremlin That Ate April (sarahmariesmusings.wordpress.com)
- The Curse of Writer’s Block (sarahonthego.com)
- Writer’s block. (tigersinthesand.wordpress.com)
- Writer’s Block (buckwheatsrisk.wordpress.com)
Writing women ~ this one is for you too!
Maybe that is a poem I let Alaana write or cite later in the story 🙂
…. to writing the novel. But I am writing more than enough lately. Got a bit carried away when I wrote about the evening with Diego Marani but well I am in training and can make my mistakes ;-). Am also taking part in that German poetry project which ends in June: A poem a day and no excuses. It feels a bit like a holiday as I have not been writing a lot of poems for a few months. Seems though that my inner creative person was longing for some as I believe you do not meet anyone without a reason.
I also felt that I need to say something about the copyright discussions around the world. For some strange reason I feel more and more compelled to do my own thing and not go the publishing way. Self-pub is the magic word which might not make me a millionaire but maybe makes me happy.
And yes of course my poetry book project. Nearly finished with this one ~ still working on the foreword but can not wait to get it out there.
But I can see that she works underneath. Zara I mean. Still reading up on how to create a perfect novel on different levels and with different media. It’s fun. It makes sense for my life. I enjoy doing that and as I have learned throughout life: If you enjoy it the Universe will sort out the rest :-).
Hi there everyone, this is how I spent my evenings when I am not writing: