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purplesunshine
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So.
As I’ve mentioned over other threads I have a couple of learning disabilities. However, in all of that I’ve somehow managed to become a decent writer. I do bits for newspapers and “copywriting” (advertising) bits for my job.
One of the things that I’ve discovered as of late (the past couple of years) is that I write decent poetry. Well, actually it’s more than decent…it’s like “we’ll pay to publish it” sort of stuff. And I’ve been given an opportunity to do so.
I don’t try to write poetry, I just get a pen and ten minutes later there’s a poem.
The only thing is I feel really reluctant to publish it. See, I find poetry insipid. I DREAD it. I feel bad for every school child who has to analize it. I can’t even get through the sample publication that I’m supposed to read for formatting and topic purposes because I find it so awful. And some of it is “good” poetry.
I just really dislike poetry. I find it like cat nails on a chalk board. I’ve yet to find any poems that I really enjoy…though I’ve found a few I tolerate. And some “unpublished” pieces have been the best of that.
So why do I write it? I don’t know. It just kind of happens like some people sneeze. I’m not really even a huge fan or proud of my poetry in any way. If I read it over I find it just as stupid as all the other poetry out there.
And what do I say to fellow writers and editors when they ask what I think? I really, honestly think it all blows chunks. (especially from the pricks that write in this certain magazine) And if I try really, REALLY hard I can find something positive…but in all honesty I could find more positive things about being a garbage collector or barf janitor than having to read poetry.
As I’ve mentioned over other threads I have a couple of learning disabilities. However, in all of that I’ve somehow managed to become a decent writer. I do bits for newspapers and “copywriting” (advertising) bits for my job.
One of the things that I’ve discovered as of late (the past couple of years) is that I write decent poetry. Well, actually it’s more than decent…it’s like “we’ll pay to publish it” sort of stuff. And I’ve been given an opportunity to do so.
I don’t try to write poetry, I just get a pen and ten minutes later there’s a poem.
The only thing is I feel really reluctant to publish it. See, I find poetry insipid. I DREAD it. I feel bad for every school child who has to analize it. I can’t even get through the sample publication that I’m supposed to read for formatting and topic purposes because I find it so awful. And some of it is “good” poetry.
I just really dislike poetry. I find it like cat nails on a chalk board. I’ve yet to find any poems that I really enjoy…though I’ve found a few I tolerate. And some “unpublished” pieces have been the best of that.
So why do I write it? I don’t know. It just kind of happens like some people sneeze. I’m not really even a huge fan or proud of my poetry in any way. If I read it over I find it just as stupid as all the other poetry out there.
And what do I say to fellow writers and editors when they ask what I think? I really, honestly think it all blows chunks. (especially from the pricks that write in this certain magazine) And if I try really, REALLY hard I can find something positive…but in all honesty I could find more positive things about being a garbage collector or barf janitor than having to read poetry.