Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Books, Books, Books, Writing, You, Books.

Good Day.
I am, in shorts.
What with my obsession with warm weather lately?
Like i said, Spring fever.



Rooftop nights.
I feel your body's heat
through clothing, air, and more clothing,
as we do not touch
skin to skin
just yet.

Tree tops are bare still.
Cold grey arms reaching
up and out.
Lights beneath them
illuminating, enhancing.

The railing is cold
under bare arms.
Mine, and I assume yours.

We measure our hands against
eachother.
Funny.
Your arms are now more real than the ones below.
Funny.
I always fancied my hands large, 'til now.

You smile and say
"Being so high and in the wind, blowing your hair about,
you look like a nymph my dear."
I say,
"I like the freckle on your forearm"






Dear Fellow Writers.
What does your space look like?
Or spaces, as many of us have.

I must say, although my room is well equipped:
-Good chair
-Bullentin Board
-Book area
-Several Dictionaries, Thesaureses and Grammer Use Guides
-Good lighting;
I just cannot seem to write in it.

I find I always write better in the classroom, or outdoors.
Why, you ask?
In the classroom, there is either the constant do something energy, or the be quiet fill your time with your own thoughts energy. It has a clock, to keep me slightly motivated. Whatever subject I am in adds to the truth in my content, and the people around me to the characters. The chairs and desk, allbeit uncomfortable at times, are a good height for writing.
Outside, there is life
...need i say more?

Why books make the best gifts:
Books last forever.

A hardcover book costs less than:
A pair of brand new jeans, of moderate quality.
One steak from a fancy restaurant.
2 or 3 Venti what-ever-you-drink from Starbucks
2 Packs of Cigarettes
One Quarter of the lastest, greatest "Kicks"
A medium sized box of chocolates from Laura Secord.
A boquet of nice flowers.

A paperback costs less than:
One tube of good lipstick.
A modest meal for two at Mickies
A Brand New Cd
A Pair of Earrings


And besides,
if we, the people who call ourselves writers,
do not buy books,
Who will?

Last annoying writing note.
Today, several times,
I had to correct my english student teacher.
She doesn't use imply and infer correctly.


Imply: To suggest or indicate
Infer: To conclude or assume.
I imply that I have an issue with people misusing words. And you infer that I am OCD and a crazy grammer bitch




2 comments:

beverley said...

I loved this! even the annoying note! and the music is gooooood. :)

Anonymous said...

seal ^^ yeah. it took me a while to go through your latest blogs dear.

love you.

you are ocd. you know it. i know it. i think that's why we get along so well...