What Writing Are You Going to Start in 2010?

“Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go.” ~ Doctorow

Starting something is not necessarily the same as setting out to finish something.

I know that some of the writing goals, hopes, dreams and ambitions you have for this year are about starting and finishing.

Some are about finishing things you have already started.

Some are about starting as you mean to go on, and getting into a new rhythm of starting and finishing, starting and finishing so there aren’t a thousand loose ends left tangled around you again at the year’s end.

But there are some things we start without knowing where they will take us or what they will turn into.  Things that ask to be written.  Unfolded.  Explored.

unfolding by ecstaticist

One of those ‘demand to be written’ things arrived at my door in late December and has been jumping about like a hyper-charged toddler ever since, jumping and jiggling and tugging at my elbow for time, and attention, and the space to let the words flow.

It was the demand to write poetry.  Not poetry as I believe it ‘should’ be written, as I think it’s ‘supposed’ to look and sound but lines that fly along with their own pulse, and rhythm.  Quite possibly poetry that’s written to be spoken and not read.

The insatiable desire to write poetry turned into a website, as my ideas and wild notions so often do (dear readers, I suspect you have noticed.)  (Okay, here it is: Eventful Poetry) I came up with an idea to write poems for events, for other people, helping them to capture the moment, bringing their words, thoughts and emotions to life.  I’m still swinging wildly between thinking this is a great idea and a terrible idea, and suspect it’s too soon to share it with an unsuspecting world.

Whatever.

The poems still want to be written.  Even if the work on the back of it idea goes nowhere, even if I regret the daftness of setting up a new website and the paraphernalia that goes around about it, even if I think I lost a few marbles somewhere around the end of the year and need to jump back down to the solidity of the earth…

Whatever.

The poems still want to be written.

And rather than beat myself up about the delivery, about the what-to-do-with-it-next… as I so often do, I’m going to go with the flow of the beginner’s mind.

Accept that writing is an exploration.  And that I will learn as I go.

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Because you’ve enjoyed them before… and because I enjoy sharing them, here’s my most recent piece, on the winter solstice.

The Return of the Light

The return of the light.

No, not the single, solitary flicker of a candle,

No, I am talking about the return of the light,

Shrieking through the sky

Ripping the darkness asunder

Burning, blasting, blistering light

With the power of thunderclaps

With the might of the sun

With a shock

With a charge

With a burst of pure light

Awakening

Emboldening

Fear chasing

Courage giving

Faith evoking

Awe inspiring

Light.

Unstoppable power

Unquenchable fire

Return of the solstice light.

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And because this post started out with a question for you (even though it ended up rather more about me), here we are back to the question again:

What writing are you going to start in 2010?  Even the writing of the don’t know where it’s going, but going to write it anyway sort?

PS I know that many of you have already shared some of your writing starts in the first few posts of the series.  Thank you.  Sorry that I’ve not replied to comments up to now – I’ve been away for a while.  Will reply to them properly soon.