So poetry month is over. Time to get back on that prose stallion. Put away my poetry hobby horse. Or something.
I really enjoyed NaPoWriMo. I went into it almost blind and very last-minute. I actually only discovered a poetry month existed about two days before the beginning of April and thought “I enjoy writing the odd poem, why not be in that?”
The results proved more absorbing, engaging, entertaining and challenging than I would have expected (if indeed I’d had any expectations!). I’d love to keep doing something like this or start another creative project but I’m going to attempt to give myself some downtime first and regroup (if indeed that is possible for me… ha ha)
It’s funny because the very first post I wrote on this blog was a poem – Moving Day – written on our final day in the house we owned in London before relocating to Switzerland. I guess this is my journey.
Some other unexpected benefits of poetry month included getting more blog readers and followers (there’s almost 100 of you now, hello!) and reading a lot of other people’s work. As things tend to happen in that kismet-way, the poetry month happened just a few weeks after I joined a local Bloggers In Switzerland group on Facebook. Both experiences have helped me become a better blogging “citizen”. I’m now reading, following and commenting on a lot more blogs and I’m discovering some great stuff as well as feeling like part of a nice online community.
I don’t want to do a blogroll at this stage, but in the spirit of being a good blogging citizen (Blogizen?) here’s three out of many cool poet/writer’s blogs I came across during April:
- Kirsten Luckins who wrote 30 poems about otters
- Jane Dougherty whose YA sci-fi novel I’m going to read
- TJParis – a Francophile writer who lives in Western Australia
So what now? I was going to call this blog post Whatever Next?! in homage to some kids book, but then the Aerosmith song came on my iPod this morning and it seemed more appropriate. There’s a lot of moving parts in our lives here in Switzerland currently so I will just have to see where it all takes me. Part of me is super-excited, proud and maybe a bit dazzled about achieving 30 poems in 30 days and what that might mean for my future creative projects. The other part is not nearly so positive. At all. Luckily poetry is a movable feast and I guess I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon…
The photo is because some people mentioned they’d like to see the Underwater Cake mentioned in my final NaPoWriMo poem – Ende.
And, what the heck, another poem just so my new followers don’t feel they’ve been led astray
Some people pant pictures
Others play guitar
I’m doing poetry now
That’s who I are
Not a great fit with motherhood
Can’t stop to care
There’s no downtime anyway
I’m just being Claire