Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Side Project.

As a side project, I've started making material necklaces and finished my first one yesterday. Almost finished a second one that is a present for someone.

I'm really excited about how they're turning out and hopefully will have them up online soon for everyone. I'll post some pictures up soon.

I'm currently working under a "name" and will release it as soon as I'm 100% sure and registered. Stay tuned folks!!

xx

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

What to do? What to do??

Monday 29th March is the beginning of the online Writing for a Magazine course. I have till Friday to enroll. My hesitancy towards this is that it costs $395. I would really like to do this course, I think it would be very useful to me in pursuing my writing career. BUT! I also have to pay for my Continuation Life Writing Course in the next 2 weeks. This is $200 and more important right now...

I guess I just answered my question. I'll do the online course in a few months and for now, just concentrate on my Life Writing.

Thanks Blogger!!!

For those interested: Sydney Writers' Centre

Sunday, March 14, 2010

The Artist's Way

I've started reading The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron and 2 days ago began my Morning Pages. Every morning as I wake, I keep a journal next to my bed and I write 3 pages. It's called Free Writing. I tell myself (and write) "Don't think, just write" and so I do.. I just write whatever comes to me.

I'm excited about this form of writing. I think it's something I need to apply to my writing more often. I find that I think too much and try to make my sentences sound "smarter" and I lose my "voice".

I can't wait to share what I've been writing in my Morning Pages. I think it might be great.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Dad said, Mum said

I tried to write my first poem recently for my writing class. It's titled, Dad said, Mum said.

Dad said, mum said it was okay
Dad said, mum said she knew
Dad said, look at what she left me with
Dad said, I didn't expect this from you.

Mum said, I need you to be angry again
Mum said, look at what he did. Again.

Dad said, I'm not with her
Dad said, I don't care about her.

Years on and I'm caught between two pasts
The past I know I lived through
And the past I learnt was actually true.