January 3rd 2012 - The wife and I will be going to Massage Therapy School. Graduation December 16th, 2012.
I hope to be working on the novel and poetry collection while going through school. We'll see how it all goes! :)
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
The Art Of Writing A Near Lost Cause
What is a life to write mean? Are we to "color within the lines" and hope we all reach our goal one day? Or can we simply break the rules every once in awhile without being caught?
Writing has been used as a means of free-thinking, a form of self-expression. Creative expression at that honestly. So many guidelines exist within the realm of writing that we often, even as new authors, become so entangled within it that we just simply lose our minds and decide to either give up entirely or put a long halt or hiatus to our current projects! Sometimes, breaking the rules, (even though heretically designed by generations past), can be a great thing for us. Like I said, even for the newer writers.
In this day and age, we all have lost sight of what is really there and what really isnt there. Its about monetary gain and not respectable gain. What I mean by that is - Society everywhere have grown accustom to the sake of seeking monetary influence/gain from the realm of Authorship instead of taking writing seriously as our past generations have. Writing, as I said above, has been used as a means of self-expression, free-thinking, creative expression, creating worlds beyond our understanding yet they understand us through the written word. Through the black ink permanently marked by the hammer of the keys on a keyboard or the led on our pencils or ink in our pens.
The world of writing in the last ten years have only but started slipping away from the very fabric from whence it came from. The ideaology of writing, the purpose of writing, the truth of writing. All being washed away slowly by technological revolutions, educational failings, the (Y) Generation seperating from the (X) Generation. (Why this? Why that?) - However logically constructed a question is - its purpose here carries a whole new meaning. And not a definition of well-deserved proportions.
Why must we seek monetary gain through the use of writing? Realities change every single day such as the National Economy but by there provides no excuse still for the sake of only using writing as a means of monetary gain.
Writing should be used to create worlds beyond our imaginations, beyond our understandings, grab the reader and pull them into the story, let them participate, influence themm, let them see, smell, touch, taste, hear, etc.... and judge only the words on the paper and not the cover itself. Writing is a tool of escapism. Reading is a tool of escapism - yet is the one and only true art of escapism allowed to be applied to our psyche that still holds us and influences us and yet we still prevail with the daily routines of our lives.
Where has all the wonder gone from writing and reading?
Technological revolutions have played a huge part of decreasing local bookstore sales and the presence of readers and writers of all ages. With the invention of Nook, Kindle, Smartphones, iPods, iPads, etc.... there has only been the one word to summarize such a illlogical excuse, "Convenience"! Convenience they say, well, whatever happened to the art of escapism in Poetry, Fiction, Non-Fiction, Historical Fiction, Mystery, Romance? So much emphasis can be place on the word of "Convenience" when it comes to both reading and writing. Yet, as they (Y) Generation expands we as Writers and faithful readers have to learn to understand the ever changing world on the business of writng.
And hang on by a thread from the bottom of a huge dollar sign hanging over our heads.
Writing has been used as a means of free-thinking, a form of self-expression. Creative expression at that honestly. So many guidelines exist within the realm of writing that we often, even as new authors, become so entangled within it that we just simply lose our minds and decide to either give up entirely or put a long halt or hiatus to our current projects! Sometimes, breaking the rules, (even though heretically designed by generations past), can be a great thing for us. Like I said, even for the newer writers.
In this day and age, we all have lost sight of what is really there and what really isnt there. Its about monetary gain and not respectable gain. What I mean by that is - Society everywhere have grown accustom to the sake of seeking monetary influence/gain from the realm of Authorship instead of taking writing seriously as our past generations have. Writing, as I said above, has been used as a means of self-expression, free-thinking, creative expression, creating worlds beyond our understanding yet they understand us through the written word. Through the black ink permanently marked by the hammer of the keys on a keyboard or the led on our pencils or ink in our pens.
The world of writing in the last ten years have only but started slipping away from the very fabric from whence it came from. The ideaology of writing, the purpose of writing, the truth of writing. All being washed away slowly by technological revolutions, educational failings, the (Y) Generation seperating from the (X) Generation. (Why this? Why that?) - However logically constructed a question is - its purpose here carries a whole new meaning. And not a definition of well-deserved proportions.
Why must we seek monetary gain through the use of writing? Realities change every single day such as the National Economy but by there provides no excuse still for the sake of only using writing as a means of monetary gain.
Writing should be used to create worlds beyond our imaginations, beyond our understandings, grab the reader and pull them into the story, let them participate, influence themm, let them see, smell, touch, taste, hear, etc.... and judge only the words on the paper and not the cover itself. Writing is a tool of escapism. Reading is a tool of escapism - yet is the one and only true art of escapism allowed to be applied to our psyche that still holds us and influences us and yet we still prevail with the daily routines of our lives.
Where has all the wonder gone from writing and reading?
Technological revolutions have played a huge part of decreasing local bookstore sales and the presence of readers and writers of all ages. With the invention of Nook, Kindle, Smartphones, iPods, iPads, etc.... there has only been the one word to summarize such a illlogical excuse, "Convenience"! Convenience they say, well, whatever happened to the art of escapism in Poetry, Fiction, Non-Fiction, Historical Fiction, Mystery, Romance? So much emphasis can be place on the word of "Convenience" when it comes to both reading and writing. Yet, as they (Y) Generation expands we as Writers and faithful readers have to learn to understand the ever changing world on the business of writng.
And hang on by a thread from the bottom of a huge dollar sign hanging over our heads.
A Gift Spent
On Christmas, I received from my mother a gift card to the local bookstore Barnes&Nobles. One of my favorite bookstores at that. Today, I stopped by through and browsed around realized I wanted to start my collection of Shakespeare Books. I already have some titles such as "Macbeth", "A Midsummer Nights Dream" and a book including his Sonnets. Today, I picked up "Henry V", "Julius Ceasar" & "Antony & Cleopatra". I was, of course, limited with gift card amount. My next journey shall take me to Othello, Merchant Of Venice, Romeo & Juliet, etc.....
From these I find inspiration for my Poetry but not only that I also love to delve deep into the worlds of the words singing across the pages. Yes, I am acting a bit annoying right now but oh well. I love writing and I love Shakespeare and Poetry. All part of me. :-P
Goodbye For Now Writing World!
From these I find inspiration for my Poetry but not only that I also love to delve deep into the worlds of the words singing across the pages. Yes, I am acting a bit annoying right now but oh well. I love writing and I love Shakespeare and Poetry. All part of me. :-P
Goodbye For Now Writing World!
Monday, December 26, 2011
Man Of Mystery
Whether the man exists or not is not up to the public opinion of interest salivating over headlines in newspapers reading the destruction before their eyes falling like ashes from a fire storm raging beneath the clouds of despair. What man can pay the price of sovereignty waiting in the darkness ready to plunge out onto its next victim robbing him of pride and dignity?
They say only one man carried the pen and the sword at the same time but yet a contradiction he was also once known as. This man of mystery that stepped forward only lingered for so long inside all of us before, like a sleeper agent, waiting for the trigger word or phrase to be spoken to inspire action amidst the eyes of tyranny. In silence he drew his fateful breaths behind the razor sharp curtains remaining closed as we blindly watch the opera of fate unfold before us.
The man simply known as Sherlock Holmes inspired many yet so few. Where about does a single man come from to rise the waters of the oceans to spill over into the land mass sweeping away the masses? A single man can wash away the evil and the blood spilt before our very eyes and yet not a single soul speaks a word of heroism. A society turned their backs on him whilst he waged a silent war on tyranny ready to explode. Can the story of one man inspire many or can a single man inspire many myths?
The man, a legend
His actions, heroic
His time, forgotten
They say only one man carried the pen and the sword at the same time but yet a contradiction he was also once known as. This man of mystery that stepped forward only lingered for so long inside all of us before, like a sleeper agent, waiting for the trigger word or phrase to be spoken to inspire action amidst the eyes of tyranny. In silence he drew his fateful breaths behind the razor sharp curtains remaining closed as we blindly watch the opera of fate unfold before us.
The man simply known as Sherlock Holmes inspired many yet so few. Where about does a single man come from to rise the waters of the oceans to spill over into the land mass sweeping away the masses? A single man can wash away the evil and the blood spilt before our very eyes and yet not a single soul speaks a word of heroism. A society turned their backs on him whilst he waged a silent war on tyranny ready to explode. Can the story of one man inspire many or can a single man inspire many myths?
The man, a legend
His actions, heroic
His time, forgotten
Sherlock Legacy
I saw the movie Sherlock Holmes: A Game Of Shadows earlier tonight. I thought the story line and the acting to be quite well this time around. Of course, the first movie was quite a hit but there could have been some changes as well.
Moving along now!
As I sat there watching the new movie today - I started wondering to myself "I should write a fictional telling of Sherlock Holmes, maybe a long Poem or short story" - For the sake of legality - I dont want to reveal the name I already came up with for it. As stated in my last post I have been sort of neglecting my time with the novel and new collection of Poetry Ive recently started on - but theres one thing that I have noticed and that is I am starting to get a fresh perspective of things - new ideas.
With that - I leave for tonight! Goodnight Blogger!
Moving along now!
As I sat there watching the new movie today - I started wondering to myself "I should write a fictional telling of Sherlock Holmes, maybe a long Poem or short story" - For the sake of legality - I dont want to reveal the name I already came up with for it. As stated in my last post I have been sort of neglecting my time with the novel and new collection of Poetry Ive recently started on - but theres one thing that I have noticed and that is I am starting to get a fresh perspective of things - new ideas.
With that - I leave for tonight! Goodnight Blogger!
A New Future Awaits
Its that one delicate conendrum that all Writers face at one point in their life or during a work in progress to where you just cant help but get distracted by everything else in life and you feel as though youre neglecting the story - neglecting the characters sort of speak.
I myself have been guilty of such a conendrum recently. Ive only managed to get 8 chapters done of my first novel. Ill have to admit though - Ive never taken formal creative writing classes before and yet Im writing my first novel but Im not getting any kind of big expectations out of it quite honestly.
Poetry, I feel, has been getting a little bit neglected as well. A fan of mine has been requesting that I be posting more to Facebook and another site called Wicca World Social Network. Its an awesome feeling having a fan but its even better that you become friends with them as well. Fill your life with happiness and joy whilst going through struggles of writing.
So - This is my new task!
To write more and keep on a certain writing schedule.
Well - wish me luck everyone and I hope to be posting everyday from now on - on progress and other topics relevant to writing and poetry. :)
~Jacob
I myself have been guilty of such a conendrum recently. Ive only managed to get 8 chapters done of my first novel. Ill have to admit though - Ive never taken formal creative writing classes before and yet Im writing my first novel but Im not getting any kind of big expectations out of it quite honestly.
Poetry, I feel, has been getting a little bit neglected as well. A fan of mine has been requesting that I be posting more to Facebook and another site called Wicca World Social Network. Its an awesome feeling having a fan but its even better that you become friends with them as well. Fill your life with happiness and joy whilst going through struggles of writing.
So - This is my new task!
To write more and keep on a certain writing schedule.
Well - wish me luck everyone and I hope to be posting everyday from now on - on progress and other topics relevant to writing and poetry. :)
~Jacob
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Stagnant
Lately, I havent done alot of writing. Feeling a bit guilty though - starting to feel as though I have neglected the characters in my novel.
So - starting Monday - I have a new plan to get things done. Especially in life.
See you there! :)
So - starting Monday - I have a new plan to get things done. Especially in life.
See you there! :)
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
My E-Book On Sale For The Holidays
Hello one and all!
My E-Book "On Weary Steps" Is Now On Sale For Only ($0.99)!
Can be found on Amazon (Kindle) and Barnes&Nobles (Nook)
My E-Book "On Weary Steps" Is Now On Sale For Only ($0.99)!
Can be found on Amazon (Kindle) and Barnes&Nobles (Nook)
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Featured Poetry
Weekly Featured Poetry Of The Greatest Poets Of All Time!
Emily Dickinson: An Altered Look About The Hills
N altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
A print of a vermilion foot;
A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut in chanticleer;
A flower expected everywhere;
An axe shrill singing in the woods;
Fern-odors on untravelled roads,--
All this, and more I cannot tell,
A furtive look you know as well,
And Nicodemus' mystery
Receives its annual reply.
Emily Dickinson: An Altered Look About The Hills
N altered look about the hills; Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sample Poems From "On Weary Steps"
Not the Raven
I am not Edgar Allan Poe
but I feel his ancient woes
speaking pain ever so slow
torturing a heart to grow
A remedy devised by lore
chosen for fictional wars
fought by The Ravens outpours
casting shadows for lost Lenore
I am not Edgar Allan Poe
but inspiration is bestowed
by collection of work owed
immortalizing the cruel foe
The lost seemingly The Raven
.........But I am not The RavenThe Forgotten Poet
Marvelous creature Edgar Allen Poe
sang his black words with gusto
whilst peering long into metaphorical snow
falling, settling on blank pages he bestowed.
What story rendered blackness within?
Did he commit such a horrendous sin?
"The Raven", he wrote, wore him thin
driving madness, dropping, silent as a pin.
To whom does the raven croak for?
A mystery held by the weathered lore
of a Queen among women named Lenore
to which that Raven whispered: "Nevermore"!
Friday, December 2, 2011
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