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A NAPOWRIMO ATE YOUR TENEBRAE
Written by tenebrae
At Apr 10, 2008, 8:29:40 AM
Yes, NaPoWriMo, that month-long fest of poem-torture, has been taking up all my time and energy, neither of which I have had a lot, lately.
I'm doing the 'Po over on PFFA this year, which is kind of my poetic hometown. Not for the faint-hearted or thin of skin is PFFA, with ironfist rules and sharklike mods, but during NaPo it really rocks.
I'm hoping (after April madness is over) to help the lit community here build up a bit, so that maybe we can host a really happenin' Po next year. So there's a goal. One year = 5000 new --and active-- lit members, of all shapes and sizes. And some more lit resources, too.
I think that's do-able, don't you?
A goal is always a good thing, and I like to set my limits high so that even if I fail, I know I really knocked my socks off trying.
Anyhow. Here's my NaPo efforts. I'm sharing a thread with the lovely [Adeimantus] this year (he is "glaucon" over there, to avoid confusion) so make sure to have a browse for his poems as well, though many are on SA.n already. I'll be posting mine once they are a bit tidier, likely.
Pollen
Bitching Summer Out
Antonyms
Sevenlings Three
Antonyms Continued
Pine
Easter Cactus
Pain
Also, with the end of the 'Po comes the results of the big poetry comp I entered last year. *jiggle* I am so nervous. I usually don't get too jiggly about things like that, but when the judging takes like six months and the prizes is two grand, I can't help being a BIT excited and anticipatory.
I hope you're all doing well, and please forgive me for being so lax of late. I promise to dive in more often once this is under control.
<3
PS: Don't forget [Zhingibliis]' Bad Crit Comp-- lots of fun, and a nifty prize!
At Apr 10, 2008, 8:29:40 AM
Mood: afraid
Yes, NaPoWriMo, that month-long fest of poem-torture, has been taking up all my time and energy, neither of which I have had a lot, lately.
I'm doing the 'Po over on PFFA this year, which is kind of my poetic hometown. Not for the faint-hearted or thin of skin is PFFA, with ironfist rules and sharklike mods, but during NaPo it really rocks.
I'm hoping (after April madness is over) to help the lit community here build up a bit, so that maybe we can host a really happenin' Po next year. So there's a goal. One year = 5000 new --and active-- lit members, of all shapes and sizes. And some more lit resources, too.
I think that's do-able, don't you?
A goal is always a good thing, and I like to set my limits high so that even if I fail, I know I really knocked my socks off trying.
Anyhow. Here's my NaPo efforts. I'm sharing a thread with the lovely [Adeimantus] this year (he is "glaucon" over there, to avoid confusion) so make sure to have a browse for his poems as well, though many are on SA.n already. I'll be posting mine once they are a bit tidier, likely.
Pollen
Bitching Summer Out
Antonyms
Sevenlings Three
Antonyms Continued
Pine
Easter Cactus
Pain
Also, with the end of the 'Po comes the results of the big poetry comp I entered last year. *jiggle* I am so nervous. I usually don't get too jiggly about things like that, but when the judging takes like six months and the prizes is two grand, I can't help being a BIT excited and anticipatory.
I hope you're all doing well, and please forgive me for being so lax of late. I promise to dive in more often once this is under control.
<3
PS: Don't forget [Zhingibliis]' Bad Crit Comp-- lots of fun, and a nifty prize!Lit Contest!
Written by tenebrae
At Mar 29, 2008, 7:44:24 AM
That irascible fellow Zhiinglliblelubble. Er.. you know the one I mean. Anyhow, he's hosting a brilliantly funny lit comp, which I think ya'll should go have a look at. [link]
There's some really neat prizes, and the results promise to be a hoot. You have until April 30 to enter.
In other news, things are looking up for me. Yay. I have been a bit stressed lately with this and that but it's eased up a little bit. Which means I can focus on my art and writing for a bit, as well as Soundzine.
I'd love to see more writers here, and active ones, both experienced and beginners. I honestly think this is the one community of its type with the greatest hope of being truly art-oriented and sans the general disgustingness of many others.
So, join up (if you haven't already), tell your friends, join some groups, make some comments, fave some stuff. Be active. Get to know people. Give me all your cash. I'm really just checking to see if you're reading there. No, really.
If you could meet ONE of your heroes, real OR fictional, who would it be and why?
I think I would like to meet Billy Connelly. How can I not idolise a man who will dance naked around Stonehenge to an audience of millions? Plus, hes a hoot, and inspires me to not be such a grouch.
Your turn.
PS: enter Zing's comp.
At Mar 29, 2008, 7:44:24 AM
Mood: amused
That irascible fellow Zhiinglliblelubble. Er.. you know the one I mean. Anyhow, he's hosting a brilliantly funny lit comp, which I think ya'll should go have a look at. [link]
There's some really neat prizes, and the results promise to be a hoot. You have until April 30 to enter.
In other news, things are looking up for me. Yay. I have been a bit stressed lately with this and that but it's eased up a little bit. Which means I can focus on my art and writing for a bit, as well as Soundzine.
I'd love to see more writers here, and active ones, both experienced and beginners. I honestly think this is the one community of its type with the greatest hope of being truly art-oriented and sans the general disgustingness of many others.
So, join up (if you haven't already), tell your friends, join some groups, make some comments, fave some stuff. Be active. Get to know people. Give me all your cash. I'm really just checking to see if you're reading there. No, really.
If you could meet ONE of your heroes, real OR fictional, who would it be and why?
I think I would like to meet Billy Connelly. How can I not idolise a man who will dance naked around Stonehenge to an audience of millions? Plus, hes a hoot, and inspires me to not be such a grouch.
Your turn.
PS: enter Zing's comp.
Just A Pile Of Gossip About...
Written by tenebrae
At Mar 22, 2008, 1:28:27 AM
... literature here on SA.N.
Well, I have been here three weeks, and so far I am wholly impressed.
What a nice community. I have felt nothing but welcome and supported as a writer and artist. People are open, honest and kind, and are not afraid to speak their minds, and are not full of bullshit and angst.
Yay.
Another thing I am happy about is the developments in lit. Admin have been very obliging in meeting the needs of writers as our numbers grow. We have a new section for Literature Critique in the forums: [link] and there's been talk of giving us a whole section if activity warrants it.
So I guess we'd better get our butts over there and start making the forums more active, so we can have a central place to offer crit, support, lit news, resources, prompts, all of that.
Your help would be marvellous, and really if there's a healthy forum population we might attract more writers to join, and join in.
Here's a chance to start fresh, to help create and maintain a lit community that's cohesive, has somewhere for everyone to find what they need, respects that people DO have different needs and expectations for their writing, and isn't derogatory or divided, and above all is focussed on WRITING over stupid ego games and social climbing.
Imagine that.
Too, admin are looking into ways to help SA.N be friendly to those who seek publishing, i.e., making it possible for us to make our drafts invisible to search engines so we don't breach first rights when looking for crit.
Update: Thanks to admin, writers and artists at SA.N are now safe from Googlebots and other e-monsters, and first rights are protected. That is just so fantastic.
I am a human cheesy grin emote.
Anyhow. Thankyou, everyone who has commented, critted, smiled, everything. I am feeling hopeful. That's a nice feeling.
At Mar 22, 2008, 1:28:27 AM
Mood: brave
... literature here on SA.N.
Well, I have been here three weeks, and so far I am wholly impressed.
What a nice community. I have felt nothing but welcome and supported as a writer and artist. People are open, honest and kind, and are not afraid to speak their minds, and are not full of bullshit and angst.
Yay.
Another thing I am happy about is the developments in lit. Admin have been very obliging in meeting the needs of writers as our numbers grow. We have a new section for Literature Critique in the forums: [link] and there's been talk of giving us a whole section if activity warrants it.
So I guess we'd better get our butts over there and start making the forums more active, so we can have a central place to offer crit, support, lit news, resources, prompts, all of that.
Your help would be marvellous, and really if there's a healthy forum population we might attract more writers to join, and join in.
Here's a chance to start fresh, to help create and maintain a lit community that's cohesive, has somewhere for everyone to find what they need, respects that people DO have different needs and expectations for their writing, and isn't derogatory or divided, and above all is focussed on WRITING over stupid ego games and social climbing.
Imagine that.
Too, admin are looking into ways to help SA.N be friendly to those who seek publishing, i.e., making it possible for us to make our drafts invisible to search engines so we don't breach first rights when looking for crit.
Update: Thanks to admin, writers and artists at SA.N are now safe from Googlebots and other e-monsters, and first rights are protected. That is just so fantastic.
I am a human cheesy grin emote.
Anyhow. Thankyou, everyone who has commented, critted, smiled, everything. I am feeling hopeful. That's a nice feeling.
Blahdee McBlahblah
Written by tenebrae
At Mar 16, 2008, 11:59:25 AM
PART THE FIRST: Internet Lies.
I'm pretty much an internet n00b, having only had the net for four years or so. Something that's become very apparent to me in time is the way people seem to hide themselves behind the screen, and at the same time take it a licence to behave in ways that'd earn them a good jolly bum-slapping, possible jailtime, or just a really deep frown in "real life".
What the heck does that mean, anyway-- "in real life"? I have been a roleplayer (that was my first net experience, really), so I get how it applies in that situation. But I see people using it in reference to regular net activity. That kind of bothers me, because to me it doesn't matter whether people are on the phone, or on the net, or in front of you-- they're still real people. I have seen a lot of folk say that net communities are not as good as 'real life' creative groups. Well, of course it'd be neat to find a stack of people you'd like to interact with that way off the net. But I don't get why the fact they're in front of you makes them any more valuable as people, or any less deserving of giving/recieving courtesy (and honesty).
I guess maybe it's because I started so late, and did not grow up with the internet (we used to inscribe letters on mammoth-bone, in my day, and deliver them via carrier-buzzard) but it seems to me that the net fosters a sort of do-as-I-want attitude, and it worries me a bit that people don't feel -- and are in general not held-- accountable for having a highly manipulative, shitty, rude, even harmful way of interacting with other people.
I'm something of an empath, and can usually pick who is and isn't "hiding" behind a net persona. I have been wrong a few times, but I have also been right a whole lot more often (mostly proven by my NOT listening to myself), and am learning to listen more closely to that small, quiet voice that tells me such-and-such is possibly not the sweetie-pie/sociopath/genius/dumb-ass they make themselves out to be.
It'd just be so nice if I didn't have to rely on metaphysics to find trust in people on the net, though.
EDIT: Or exempt from the temptation to do some hiding of my own.
</idealism>
PART THE SECOND: I can has art plz?
Yes, I finally got me some materials. I have all kinds of plans, and am horribly impatient to see them come to fruition. Of course, a perfect world would entail a magic wand and the resurrection of Leonardo Da Vinci as my alter-ego (not to mention Hugh Jackman as my cabana-boy but we won't go there, for the sake of the kiddies reading). So, I dunno how I'll go. One thing I'd like to do is blur the line between art and lit a bit, which might be a hoot to attempt, at least.
Art has always been my life. Even when it wasn't possible for me to write or paint or draw, I tended to see the world in terms of shapes and colours and lines, patterns of sound and always, always, images that ripple through my mind, like a constant free-association of interaction between the world and my psyche. Even the people around me become characters and caricatures in my mind, and I can almost feel them -- or bits of them-- being tucked away for future use, somewhere.
But, never having occupied anyone else's head (for very long, anyhow =P) I don't know whether this is something peculiar to artists or just how the human mind percieves in general, or I'm just a loony, or all of the above (the most likely option, by far).
I'd love to hear about your own process if you have a minute to spare, to discuss it.
I'll be posting journals about once a week, and plan to use them to play and crap on and general bloggyness like that. Be good to each other, on the net or no.
Or I'll
(best. emote. evar.)
At Mar 16, 2008, 11:59:25 AM
Mood: moody
Listening To: myself, for a change
Listening To: myself, for a change
PART THE FIRST: Internet Lies.
I'm pretty much an internet n00b, having only had the net for four years or so. Something that's become very apparent to me in time is the way people seem to hide themselves behind the screen, and at the same time take it a licence to behave in ways that'd earn them a good jolly bum-slapping, possible jailtime, or just a really deep frown in "real life".
What the heck does that mean, anyway-- "in real life"? I have been a roleplayer (that was my first net experience, really), so I get how it applies in that situation. But I see people using it in reference to regular net activity. That kind of bothers me, because to me it doesn't matter whether people are on the phone, or on the net, or in front of you-- they're still real people. I have seen a lot of folk say that net communities are not as good as 'real life' creative groups. Well, of course it'd be neat to find a stack of people you'd like to interact with that way off the net. But I don't get why the fact they're in front of you makes them any more valuable as people, or any less deserving of giving/recieving courtesy (and honesty).
I guess maybe it's because I started so late, and did not grow up with the internet (we used to inscribe letters on mammoth-bone, in my day, and deliver them via carrier-buzzard) but it seems to me that the net fosters a sort of do-as-I-want attitude, and it worries me a bit that people don't feel -- and are in general not held-- accountable for having a highly manipulative, shitty, rude, even harmful way of interacting with other people.
I'm something of an empath, and can usually pick who is and isn't "hiding" behind a net persona. I have been wrong a few times, but I have also been right a whole lot more often (mostly proven by my NOT listening to myself), and am learning to listen more closely to that small, quiet voice that tells me such-and-such is possibly not the sweetie-pie/sociopath/genius/dumb-ass they make themselves out to be.
It'd just be so nice if I didn't have to rely on metaphysics to find trust in people on the net, though.
EDIT: Or exempt from the temptation to do some hiding of my own.
</idealism>
PART THE SECOND: I can has art plz?
Yes, I finally got me some materials. I have all kinds of plans, and am horribly impatient to see them come to fruition. Of course, a perfect world would entail a magic wand and the resurrection of Leonardo Da Vinci as my alter-ego (not to mention Hugh Jackman as my cabana-boy but we won't go there, for the sake of the kiddies reading). So, I dunno how I'll go. One thing I'd like to do is blur the line between art and lit a bit, which might be a hoot to attempt, at least.
Art has always been my life. Even when it wasn't possible for me to write or paint or draw, I tended to see the world in terms of shapes and colours and lines, patterns of sound and always, always, images that ripple through my mind, like a constant free-association of interaction between the world and my psyche. Even the people around me become characters and caricatures in my mind, and I can almost feel them -- or bits of them-- being tucked away for future use, somewhere.
But, never having occupied anyone else's head (for very long, anyhow =P) I don't know whether this is something peculiar to artists or just how the human mind percieves in general, or I'm just a loony, or all of the above (the most likely option, by far).
I'd love to hear about your own process if you have a minute to spare, to discuss it.
I'll be posting journals about once a week, and plan to use them to play and crap on and general bloggyness like that. Be good to each other, on the net or no.
Or I'll
(best. emote. evar.)
Dear God, Why Did You Give WOMEN Wombs?
Written by tenebrae
At Mar 9, 2008, 4:02:22 PM
Okay, I'll gloss over the reason for that question for the sake of public decency, as I know how embarrassed you Americans get about bodily functions, except for those hairy women who squat over mirrors naked in order to get in touch with their inner goddesses.
But WHY O WHY are we inflicted with this crap EVERY SINGLE MONTH for a good 2/3 of our lives? AND MEN ARE NOT. They DAMNED WELL SHOULD BE! Just once, so they sodding well know what it's like.
Seriously, this is why I am not religious.
Cramps aside, the point is that I tend to get really creative when I'm like this (which is possibly nature's way of making sure I don't kill and eat my own young, who knows?) but I'm too rhinocerus-like to actually create anything, so it sort of boils away in my head until I've regained my human form and can hold a pen again.
This week, I have come up with an idea for a kid's book. A really funny, nasty kid's book, which I also hope to illustrate.
I have finally had a gutful enough of a certain lit gallery to chuck it in altogether and migrate here to greener pastures, where it appears rhinoceri may rest and graze in peace, and are not motivated to ram 4-wheel drives full of blithering idiots into smithereens every ten minutes. Hooray!
I have meticulously planned the way in which I will tidy my untidy home, once I can move without screaming.
I also have a dozen or so poems rumbling ominously between my ears, and am feeding my family frozen lasagna until God decides to cut me deal or I roar "RAaAAAARGHHHHHR" and run: ga-DOONK, ga-DOONK, ga-DOONK across the savannah of my loungeroom and headbutt my ex-husband for playing REALLY LOUD Blackmetal when he KNOWS I am kind of tetchy atm.
Anyhow, that's enough about me.
How about you?
At Mar 9, 2008, 4:02:22 PM
Mood: cranky
Okay, I'll gloss over the reason for that question for the sake of public decency, as I know how embarrassed you Americans get about bodily functions, except for those hairy women who squat over mirrors naked in order to get in touch with their inner goddesses.
But WHY O WHY are we inflicted with this crap EVERY SINGLE MONTH for a good 2/3 of our lives? AND MEN ARE NOT. They DAMNED WELL SHOULD BE! Just once, so they sodding well know what it's like.
Seriously, this is why I am not religious.
Cramps aside, the point is that I tend to get really creative when I'm like this (which is possibly nature's way of making sure I don't kill and eat my own young, who knows?) but I'm too rhinocerus-like to actually create anything, so it sort of boils away in my head until I've regained my human form and can hold a pen again.
This week, I have come up with an idea for a kid's book. A really funny, nasty kid's book, which I also hope to illustrate.
I have finally had a gutful enough of a certain lit gallery to chuck it in altogether and migrate here to greener pastures, where it appears rhinoceri may rest and graze in peace, and are not motivated to ram 4-wheel drives full of blithering idiots into smithereens every ten minutes. Hooray!
I have meticulously planned the way in which I will tidy my untidy home, once I can move without screaming.
I also have a dozen or so poems rumbling ominously between my ears, and am feeding my family frozen lasagna until God decides to cut me deal or I roar "RAaAAAARGHHHHHR" and run: ga-DOONK, ga-DOONK, ga-DOONK across the savannah of my loungeroom and headbutt my ex-husband for playing REALLY LOUD Blackmetal when he KNOWS I am kind of tetchy atm.
Anyhow, that's enough about me.
How about you?
Tenebrae - Hardcore Writer
Written by tenebrae
At Feb 29, 2008, 5:40:43 AM
Poetry. Prose.
I do hardcore, honest crit. Just drop me a link here if you'd like some.
This is how it is: if you ask for crit, be prepared to listen. I don't crit twice for people who get all butthurt because they really just wanted a pat on the back.
I give pats on the back when they are deserved. I give them freely, and with a smile.
In return, feel free to offer me sensible critique, of any kind. I like nice fluffy comments too.
At Feb 29, 2008, 5:40:43 AM
Poetry. Prose.
I do hardcore, honest crit. Just drop me a link here if you'd like some.
This is how it is: if you ask for crit, be prepared to listen. I don't crit twice for people who get all butthurt because they really just wanted a pat on the back.
I give pats on the back when they are deserved. I give them freely, and with a smile.
In return, feel free to offer me sensible critique, of any kind. I like nice fluffy comments too.