I have been under a lot of pressure, but this time it is a good thing. I have decided to use my creative ability for the good. Not that I have made things for the bad, only the end result of the things have turned out bad. I have not joined the Dark Side, but then again, I heard they have cookies. 🙂
I am sure most people on the planet who wanted to have seen the new Star Wars: The Force Awakens movie. As mentioned in a previous post I couldn’t care less about finding out the ending before seeing the film. As the film itself did not affect me in any way, shape or form, finding out the ending before seeing the beginning did not take any more years off from my life expectancy. I took the news as any sane person. Richard on the other hand wanted to remain unclued.
At least I hope I have not lost any years. I should not tempt fate, now that I think about it.
I have become interested in writing again. I have even thrown my hat into the poetry game. So far, as per my mentor’s comments (Louis Hemmings), I am not doing a bad job. You can find my examples of wordsmithing at: Cowbird. OK, there are only four “stories” listed, but I have been too busy trying to get my crafting projects lined up. That is another blog post entirely. You have been blessed (or cursed) with my ramblings here, but at Cowbird I am now kickin’ up a notch. I will be honest, I will not be doing any poetry readings any time soon.
I do read poetry, just not out loud.
I think the reason I have gone back to writing is not for the monetary rewards; there are none, really. I have no need to make money from anything I do whether it is crafts, baking, or writing. Sometimes creating anything is the reward. Did Bede make a fortune from his Historia eccesiastica? I don’t know. His name is well-known now, that is for certain. I am sure he wanted his work to be read by the world and now it is available online. The authors of the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle, I suspect, did not make money from the distribution of said collection; copyright laws and editorial controls were nonexistent.
I do not think my writing is of the calibre of those who have been able to make a living (sort of) out of writing. This has become a great form of therapy for me. Though I still go through moments of heart-wrenching pain and need for closure, I am slowly using my writing as a way to do this. Cowbird has been a great discovery. I thank Louis’ tweet to Petroc Trelawny for this introduction. I thank Petroc Trelawny for introducing me to Louis, even though he does not realise it.
Oh, by the way, Ben was actually Luke Skywalker’s son’s name. In comics and other Star Wars novels Han and Leia do not have a son named Ben. Then again, Chewie actually died by a having a planet fall on his head. Well, you can’t win them all. That really is not a spoiler, is it? No, just me trying to make things right.