And they come with no warning,
nature loves her little surprises.
Continual crisis!

Monday, August 13, 2007

The Mind Is a Terrible Thing to Pick-up On Aisle Six

Most days I pride myself with my independent thinking. Oh, yes, disciplined, very head-strong and independent. Not much outside persuasive argument or hard evidence can sway my thought patterns.

Well, that isn't true with things I don't know. Or things that I may have not remembered or learned correctly, like grammar. Those things, well and some other stuff, I'm open for correction and illumination.

But my thought process, what I choose to think about, that's my own destiny. Oh yes, except when it isn't. Sometimes someone will give me an mind-bug and I won't be able to think of anything else. And then there are the sneaky times. The long, slow, cooker of the soul times. In case you're wondering, I'm (virtually) looking at you Camille.


Edited 08-27-07 Removed text of poem to comply with submission policies. Sorry.

My first poem I've written on my own for a coons-age, and it's full of teen-age angst. Sigh. Ah well. Camille, a while back, said I might want to write more poetry. So I'm driving home and that line, "rag-a-bag teens collect" just won't leave me alone. I've had the scene in my notebook for a long time, but I've never had a place to use it.

So, the first crappy draft is done. Oh yes, my mind is a disciplined sieve.


Unknown said...

If that is the first poem in a long time I cannot wait until you are warmed up. That was amazing.

Camille Alexa said...

so that reviewing parents couldn't
tell a Brittany from a Brad
a dance from a hook-up

I'm with Kan. That's beautiful stuff, Buchheit.

Have you read Westerfeld's Uglies trilogy? That and feed by MT Anderson I would highly recommend.

Steve Buchheit said...

Thanks. I haven't read it, but I did see he was running a contest to win them. Or, now that I'm looking for a link, was running a contest to win the boxed set. Said contest is now over. Sigh.