I was considering getting one for Steve for Christmas, and I don’t really know what to look for. Anyone?

I’m looking for sonnets or other IP poems, preferably rhymed, for potential inclusion in an audio/podcast experiment. I’d also prefer if they were previously published just so there’s no possibility I might be interfering with your ability to get them published later.

Edited to clarify: I have no objection at all to an unpublished poem. But my machinations could potentially hurt your chances to get it published later. If you don’t care, I don’t care.

Well, NaNoWriMo isn’t actually over until tomorrow, but I think I can say that I’m not going to get 25000 words overnight.

I hit a wall. I lost my focus. I put my characters in a position and couldn’t seem to get them back out of it.

It’s disappointing, because I thought it might be worth reading. Maybe someday.

Icon switch. I didn’t like that one.

View my progress report.

Send me an email if you’d like to read what I have so far.

Edited: As you can see, my progress has completely stalled. I am a slacker. This was so easy two years ago, but since then has been a real struggle.

I think everyone should read this article, and the comments that follow. But I will tell you in advance that only those with an iron stomach and a tolerance for hatred, bigotry, and the highest pile of stupidity I have ever seen should attempt the feat.

This isn’t a double dog dare. This is a warning.

Still, read it if you can.

It’s no fun doing any hiring, especially when you get a ton of qualified applicants. We did interviews with six people for a position, and every single one of them is completely qualified. You end up picking people based on things like “When I called and asked to speak to her, she said, ‘This is she.'”

These candidates are so qualified, and eager to get this not-so-great job where they have to put up with me. Life sucks.

Usually when I write a poem, I get fairly neutral reactions. Rarely, I’ll get all raves or all pans. My most recent poem is interesting for the third type of reaction–mixed. Strong like versus strong dislike. I’m glad to see strong feelings of one sort or another, honestly. I’d rather people hated it than thought, “Meh.”

It’s often the works that I like the most that get the most mixed reactions. That makes me wonder what I’m keying off of that is turning people off. Not all people. obviously, but some.

I’m such a rabble rouser. I think I’ll go drink some milk.

Yes, I’m supposed to be writing. Instead, I took this test of my musical memory.

I scored an 83.3. Even when I went back and listened to the ones I missed, I think I’m right and test-writing dude is oh-so-wrong.

I’m supposed to be picking my niece up at the airport but her flight hasn’t left LaGuardia yet. 45 minutes late. Let my people gooooooooo!

I went to the post office to pick up the Amazon books I had ordered. I got there at 5:10. They put a slip in my mailbox instead of giving me one of the keys to the jumbo mailboxes. They closed at 4:30 and won’t be open again until Friday.

I went to the library to pick up the seven (7)! books I had on hold. I got there at 5:15. They closed at 5 and won’t be open again until Monday.

Oh, this is bad, people. This is gnawing on electrical cords bad.