Monday, again

Posted in Mundane Monday

“A horror story waiting to happen” Gun Roswell

Monday, again

it is once again, monday
that ever hated day
when joe and jane average
turn to the weekly slaves
back to the coal mines and daily grind
only dreaming, of free time

so monday
why cant you stay away
we would forever
be grateful and avoid the fever

Green with envy (Seat Sunday)

Posted in Seat Sunday (Haiku)

“Green is the colour of nature” Gun Roswell

Green with envy

Opposite sits the other, green
Envy, hate, anger, never saying one word
Flowers in pots, soothing atmosphere

Cats, Dogs and Ladies (in caturday)

Posted in Caturday

“Never try to outstubborn a cat” Robert A. Heinlein

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Cats, Dogs and Ladies 

Cats, dogs and ladies
All live under the same roof
A gentle mix of meows and woofs
Added with some ifs, buts and maybes

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A playful sparring match
For the appetite to catch
Before dinner time calls
And they arrive on all fours

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What we can all agree upon
Is a comfortable seat to cuddle on
All gathering into the same spot
All together tight as a knot

Fav Foto Friday (2018-09-06)

Posted in Fav Foto Friday 

“Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still” Dorothea Lange’

Favourite Photo Of the Week

On the way to Peru
Or possibly Katmandu
Onto a side track we flew

Soon enough, in a locale new
With a cloudy blue hue
And a gorgeous mountain view

To boldly go where no Woman has gone before I part two (TBT)

Posted in the Throwback Thursday

“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”
— Astronomer Carl Sagan

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To boldly go where no Woman has gone before

…As the flight progresses
I feel less stressed
What ever awaits me
It only can be
Something wonderful
And most magical

To boldly go
Where no
Woman
Where no one
Has gone
Before

The kind of writer I am

“I guess, I’ll always be writing, something” Gun Roswell

The kind of writer I am

Picture a dim lit room, people gathered together, all sitting neatly in a circle, no one speaks, until:

“Hello everyone, my name is Gun, and I am a writer. I’ve been writing non-stop for one hundred and twenty days.”

 

I am the kind of writer, whom every text book, guide following, planning the hell out things before doing – person loves to hate. You see, I don’t follow any rules. And most importantly, I did not go to any schools.

That is not entirely true, since my alter ego, the daytime persona if you will, is an IT worker, and has trained herself, a lot! But getting back to the subject of writing. I must have started doodling around the age of five, writing scripts to plays I then forced my family to sit in and watch. During the school years, writing essays once a week was a must and then in my early teens, I wrote continuation to my favourite TV shows, which I later found out was also referred to as fan fiction.

I am an on and off writer, launching my writing efforts between ten year intervals. I already tried the online writing way back when, when no blogs or other existed, but after five or so years, something else came up, like so many times before. But now, I am having a midlife crisis, of sorts, or at least, that is what I like to call it. I feel, my time is running out and I need to stop procrastinating. Guess what, I started a blog. It’s now on its forth year and currently, I am posting daily. What it means is that, I have scheduled my poetry, short stories and pictures to publish everyday. I have slowly but surely gained readers and am socializing in return on their sites.

But that’s not all. Poetry, I also write daily, each and every day, like a total slave! Yeah, I do mostly rhyme, which works for me just fine. But, I also write short tales and odd tales on top of that. But, there is more! How much more? Well, read further and you’ll find out!

And here is the surprise: I also write fan fiction, and…. drum roll… I have started to write my own book series too! Can you imagine!? I surely can’t. Why, you ask? Well, It was supposed to be a script for a movie or TV-series, but it turned out to be more than that. Did I mention I have written only one complete script in the early nineties? I didn’t? Well, I have. And here is the catch why I haven’t written any more since: I am from Finland and supposedly speak Finnish, but I write in English only. What? Yes, that is what I do. So here is what happened. I translated the script to Finnish and offered it to a few production agencies here in Finntown. Guess what the response was? Yep, not for us, or too American in our taste. So, that was the end of that, for a while at least.

Being a writer of any kind has never fully died and I have been producing written stuff in one format or another, mostly technical manuals or formal documents. I even credit documentation as a skill on my CV! But writing total fiction, that, my friends, is a completely different story.

And here is where I am today: This year, since June, I have been writing non stop: three poems a day, five pages (minimum) of novel, I have completed three unfinished fan fiction works and I shoot a lot of photos. Oh, did I mention I have been photographing, a lot, since I was ten? Well, now you know that too. So, my goal is to finally get the book or series done and self publish most likely is the option. Maybe something more, or then not, who knows. But as it is I will never stop writing. It seems to be a curse or maybe a blessing, but there are too many plays, and shows going on in my head, I just have to write them down.

Oh, and on my comment in the beginning and what I meant by the rules; well, I have read so many books, followed so may sites and gotten thousands of emails on writing “how-to’s” I realized after reading most, that they cancel each other out in the end, and the best process is the process you feel is the right one for you. You see, I used to try to plan and then, nothing worked and then I started censoring myself, because I was not able to produce according to guidelines. Then I think I read something, maybe a quote or similar and realized, I just needed to sit down and write. And, as I did that, without any expectations, a blank page in front of me, all of a sudden, the characters came live and started guiding the story. And as for the time and place and tools, well, between dusk and dawn (most likely), with pad, phone or computer, sometimes post-it notes and where ever the inspiration strikes, but most usually around midnight.

So, if you are still questioning yourself, don’t, sit down and start writing. Oh, and this is not a guide of how to, just how I do. Others may enjoy a different approach to writing and like the rules and structure. But the only advice I would like to convey is: Never, ever stop writing.

That’s all Folks!

A Quote a Week Tuesday

Posted in A Quote a Week Tuesday

“I find that I write best when…
I am supposed to be doing something else”

Anonymous

Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday

“It’s creeping up on me again, Monday!” Gun Roswell

Monday

monday!
f***ing monday!
oh, how i loath thee
you always arrive
with a substantial fee
it should be
so clear to me
but i never seem, to see
how this day
always, creeps up, on me

Sunday Afternoon (Seat Sunday)

Posted in Seat Sunday (Haiku)

“A long afternoon on a hard seat” Gun Roswell

Sunday Afternoon

Waiting, never ending, on Sunday
Midday sun, a bus stop, empty seats
Several hours later, no ride

The Dame and the White Cat (caturday)

Posted in Caturday

“When all candles be out, all cats be grey” John Heywood

Angela,Cat

The Dame and the White Cat

The dame with her white cat
Stepped in for a quick chat
Sat down and whisked off her hat
Ordered a coffee with milk non-fat

“Good evening dearie”
She said leering
“Nice weather we are having this evening”

That was all she said
Her conversation dropping dead
Just quietly sipping the beverage
As if looking for a leverage

I stood there staring
The silence more than unbearing
Wondering ‘what or who was this stranger
Were we all in danger?’

As if reading my mind
The lady put down the cup
And finally looked up
And with smile made of kind

She stated matter of factually
“I need more cats!”
As ipso facto, this was actually
A store, where one could purchase such things