Painter of the Seasons

This is a response to the May 2015 Commuter Challenge

Upon the longest night, see it begin:
An artist sleeps beneath a sheet of snow,
Begins to stir, lets thoughts of waking show
 — and then decides on months of sleeping in.

What dreams did sketch in simple grey and white,
Awake, she paints. New colours fill the scene,
Replacing snowy hills with verdant green;
And flowers form, from dots of pigment bright.

Then come the rarest tints, for long delayed:
Lapis lazuli gives the bluest sky;
Then certain greens produced from powdered jade,
And lastly gold, as grain begins to dry.

At last, it's time for art to reap reward:
To view the work complete, she steps away,
But sees the early signs of swift decay.
Lit by the flames, she clears another board...

ROW880 Week 7: Repeat

(other participants)

This week has been a lot like the last: I got writing done five days out of seven, and didn’t finish reading anything.

While I didn’t write another short story this week, I did start a roleplaying-related project, and write an ending to a long poem I’ve been working on.
(Now I just need to get the beginning to work…)

For week 8, I’m trying out a new rule: any writing I do after 11 pm counts for the following day. That should help me turn my computer off a bit earlier, and get a bit more sleep/reading time.

Good luck and happy writing!

Knight of Songs

You made us champions, with words of gold:
The bold, the few, who faced the fallen horde.
Return from all despair, your songs foretold;
In every sacrifice, you saw reward.

You spoke, and we were what we had to be:
Meek supplicants in honest need of aid;
Young rogues in eager search of villainy;
A fighting force, whose terms would be obeyed.

In nothing foreign could you find surprise;
You knew the nature of our every foe,
Could read their loves and terrors in their eyes,
And, with their form and tongue, amongst them go.

Your grave shall bear no sword, for, at the end,
You laid it down to meet them as a friend.

ROW80 Week 5: Worrylets

(other ROW80 participants)

I’m not sure how much was editing, and how much just stress, but I built up a lot of little worries about my writing over the past month.

Due to those, and a generally busy week, I only ended up writing on four of my five days.

I did get one piece that could be a sub-1000-word story. The rest were exploratory; little additions to back-burner projects, and things that could turn into new stories.

All in all, it feels good to be writing again!

Good luck and happy writing!

ROW80 Week 4: Stepping Back

(other ROW80 participants)

I’ve decided to set my short story aside and work on something else, for several reasons:

Firstly, every change I make seems to reveal two more things that don’t work. This is probably a normal part of editing, but it’s starting to wear me out.

Secondly, I realised I built this story around a deus ex machina. I can think of ways to make it work, but they all involve throwing away changes I’m fairly attached to right now.

New goals

Editing even a 4000-word short story took a long time; for now, I’d like to work on some shorter things that I can finish more quickly.

To that end, my new writing goal is to write or draft one short (under 1000 words) in the next seven days. I’m also keeping the target of five or more writing days a week (as well as my reading goal).

Speaking of reading goals: I read Agatha Christie’s After the Funeral this week. As usual with Christie, I was very impressed by the way she handles all the relationships between characters.

Good luck and happy writing!