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Teenage expression via angst-ful poetry circa 1983
A little look back in time to my teenage years, my heartbreak and maybe a little bit of anger, too? Definitely a whole lot of drama!
This was typed with an old-fashioned electric typewriter. Notice the correction of 'd' in the word 'heard' in the third poem. Back in the day we used correction film. It was a gummy-like transferable Liquid Paper on a small rectangular slip of plastic called Ko Rec Type. Simply line the little square over your mistake, depress the erroneously struck key again, and voila, the space was whited out. It wasn't perfect, but word processors for personal use were still a few years away.
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The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
If you’re like me, and most of the world, somewhere around the first of January, you made New Year’s resolutions, and set a few goals. Maybe yours was to get into shape, travel or get that promotion you always wanted. This year, I want to write my next novel and another immediately after that. Anyone serious about reaching a goal needs to have a strategy—because ideas without a plan of action are merely wishful thinking.
I had a plan, had it all mapped out, and revved up and ready to roll, I sat down to write. I wrote a few paragraphs, but suddenly I had no interest in telling the story I’d started.
The next day I sat down to try a new story, but my protagonist, suitcase in hand, waved goodbye and sped off to the airport.
After a couple of weeks, I’d written nothing compelling. I literally felt empty, like I had nothing interesting or meaningful to share. Stressed and depressed, I started to throw darts at the whole idea of a writi…