Back in the Saddle

Well, it is good to be back at a PC this morning, organising myself for the first time in a few weeks. There’s a lot to catch up on, and so it’s probably the right moment to announce what you can expect this week, plus what is coming up in May. I’ve picked the word ‘Ambiance’ to describe next month, which will involve the introduction of Spotify playlists to our gamut of inspirational sources, plus a full-blown photography project as bonus material. For now, however, let’s work out what’s missing from April.

Occam's Taser

The three short stories started this month are in the final stages of completion, and you’ll see them all on the site at some point in the future. I’ll be spending this week catching up on poetry archiving and the like, with all the regular features returning to the Twitters. After that, there’s going to be some explanation of what you can expect in the months that follow, including some exciting new features which will be worked on across the Summer. Oh, and if you’re waiting for an alpha read of the Novel?

You should watch your Inbox sometime next week.

WE ARE STRONG

Mostly, it is business as usual, with a bit more organisation behind the scenes that existed before.

I can’t wait to share with you what’s coming.

Sunrise

In six hours I’ll take the last of my new course of drugs and (everything crossed) that will be it, the chest infection that poleaxed me will be gone. In fairness, it wasn’t that which caused the majority of the issues over the last few weeks, but details are largely tenuous. Normally I’d be dissecting the consequences of all this somewhere, but frankly, it’s a pointless exercise. There are far more important things to be doing with my time.

I’ve taken some time to think about what happens as a result of all this, and am really excited about the possibilities on the table. For now, however, I’ll spend the next three days getting everything back up to date and then we’ll carry on with April’s content.

You can expect more pictures going forward, that’s for damn sure.

Get Smart

[This is being cc-d to all my Twitter feeds.]

After developing a fairly adverse reaction to my existing course of medicine (to treat a chest infection) I spent some time at the Hospital yesterday, and am now on new drugs. However, it will be some time before body returns to some semblance of normality, which has not been helped by my recent elbow/wrist injury.

As a result, I’ve taken the following decisions:

  • I’ll not be blogging (apart from this post) until the weekend at the earliest, which should allow a return to Normal Service on April 23rd,
  • I’m not using Social media EXCEPT to continue posting already created content. That is currently a day behind and will be updated today, and then run as scheduled for the rest of the week,
  • Last week’s Poetry will be back-posted in its correct positions (April 14/15) at some unspecified period in the next seven days.

I’ll see you all, bright and early next week, (hopefully) completely fit and well.

/crosses everything

Poetry Archive :: Once Upon a Time

Don’t tell anyone, but this is my favourite Haiku sequence for quite some time.


Once Upon a Time

Begin this story:
Compose a joint narrative,
Write you into us.

Bright introduction,
Minimal exposition;
Straight to the sex scene.

Subtle post-coital glow
Illuminates both; sleeping
Undisturbed, happy.

Once upon a time,
We were possibility
Intimate sliver.

The tale is written,
Each coupling: strengthening
The future, writ large.


Poetry Archive :: The End

You’re seeing this much later than originally advertised, for which I apologise, as life slowly gets back to normal after my enforced layoff.  This is a largely uneven work, if I’m honest, which may well get revisited and revised as time goes on. As it transpires, however, this a decent testament to my mood as drugs didn’t work and indeed made things worse.


The End

Skipping to the last page
Predicting own demise,
Obsessed with an ending
Long before it arrives:
Life remains for living
Make better use of time,
Gift that keeps on giving
Moments stay sublime.

Healthy not to look back
Focussing on the now,
Sometimes backwards helps to
Grasp understanding how;
Why history repeats,
Mistakes made time, again;
Reorganise methods,
Conscious, against the grain.

Start to plan your next phase,
Stop worrying ‘bout time:
End arrives regardless
Out of your hands and mine.
Instants as if your last,
The mantra of each day:
Letting go of concern
Allows fears to allay.

Time is key, happiness
And with it, sense of self;
Know how mind, body work
To maintain pristine health.
Trusting soul, nothing else
Enlightenment arrives;
Let go of fear and doubt,
Consistency survives.

You’re the problem to solve
Take a long, cold hard look:
Time to move with times,
Get this brain to unhook.
Think, what would happen if
Tomorrow was the end?
Start today with the change,
Modify, habits mend.


Walk Away

I’ve decided, after being diagnosed with a chest infection, to take a short break from daily posting. I will still be working on Short Stories during this time, and hope to have the first completed for publication on Friday.

Normal scheduled content will continue to be posted on Twitter.

Hopefully, I’ll be all better by the end of the week ❤

Poetry Archive :: Flower

Needing the means to inspire myself this week, this was my solution.


Flower

No longer dormant:
Stand tall, and flower: transform
This sad existence.

Plunge strong roots, deeper
To fuel change: metamorphose
Brilliant, redefined.

The new beginning
Substance of desire: moving
Forward to future.

This does not frighten,
Motivation: push onward,
Fresh bloom emerges.

Under burst of sun,
Egress whole: our happening
Apex of freshness.