“Conflict”
Finding the conflict
reveals the story’s heartbeat.
Follow the rhythm.
Steve D
Finding the conflict
reveals the story’s heartbeat.
Follow the rhythm.
Steve D
Achieving greatness
for the story envisioned,
not that expected.
Steve D
Castles in the sand
destroyed immediately
by curious hands.
Steve D
Noir and strange collage,
uncommon inspiration,
worthy of dreams.
Steve D
Odd hours and nights
just to keep up with myself.
Who’s paying for this?
Steve D
Three legs, two, or four.
Exuberance not hindered.
Lessons in pure joy.
Steve D
Today’s haiku topic brought to you by a friend of mine.
Bursts of excitement
followed by toddler tantrums.
Until he’s distracted.
Steve D
Midday or midnight
embarkation to nowhere,
just for the pleasure.
Steve D
An ending of sorts
is better than none at all,
to allow a restart.
Steve D
Here by some odd twist,
remaining for a moment
at another’s whim.
I normally prefer my existentialism with a dose of humanism, or perhaps some wide-eyed cosmic awe, but I’ve been in a rather negative frame of mind the last couple weeks. Hence, the above.
I’m also not really at liberty to explain why I’ve been in a negative frame of mind, but I’ve been stressed and frustrated, and it’s been difficult to compartmentalize that part of my day from the things I care more about, like my family.
Also, I’m still trying to finish “Uprooted”, but the closer I get to the ending, the more I think I need to spend a little more time in the final place my characters end up. I need to find a way to close this story off without feeling like it’s abrupt, and still leaving room for part 2.
Steve D