Weds poetry prompt: ‘The Struggle of Stuarts (or Stewarts)’

Me holding a rather impressive mangling of my first name, which inspired this poem!

This week’s prompt:

Pick one, two, or all of the following prompts:

  1. Write a form poem. Sestina, sonnet, haiku, clogyrnach, golden shovel, etc.
  2. Write an anti-form poem. Donโ€™t like forms? Vent about it. Or just bust free verse.
  3. Write a birthday poem.

…So I actually plumped for No. 1, quite out of character for me (I previously went for the ‘anti-form’ option when posed with a similar prompt a while ago) , but was inspired to write a clogyrnach this time (explained in the link), a form I had not attempted before. I was also inspired by the post author’s example of a Sestina in the post for this prompt, with the woes associated with his first name, so thought I’d write one about the struggles of people attempting to spell the name ‘Stuart’/’Stewart’. Maybe any fellow Stu’s/Stew’s reading this can relate! Any way, see what you think of my attempt at a clogyrnach…

The Struggle of Stuarts (or Stewarts)

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‘The Story of Charlie’ (A Pet Poem)

My handsome chap of a pet cat, Charlie ๐Ÿ™‚

So a little while ago I wrote a poem about how myself and my partner came to own our now beloved pet cat, Charlie (all quite by chance – he really did literally find us), and I would like to share it with you all in this post ๐Ÿ™‚ He can be a cheeky little troublemaker at times, but we both love him – and I found myself getting quite emotional as I was writing this, truth be told! Has anyone else ever been inspired to write about a beloved pet of theirs? Would love to see any other poems about pussy cats, pooches or otherwise ๐Ÿ™‚

It’s quite a long one, so enjoy after the jump ๐Ÿ™‚

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘Awake to Amend’


This week’s prompt: Write a ‘repair’ poem

Awake to Amend

I sat on the bed and stared
At an indifferent ceiling
In a state of optimistic despair,
A rather curious feeling
Stirred by the midnight air,
(That hour for sudden epiphanies)
Realising I still had time to repair
The cracks in my damaged reality.

So now I stand
With vague plans in mind
Meeting only my own demands
As I leave my half-sleeping self behind.

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The ‘To Read’ List (Updated 12th July 2017)


EDIT: Updated 12th July 2017 – Link to review for Misery added.

…As for the subject of this post; yes, it is the dreaded ‘To Read’ pile that, for those like me who enjoy a good book, seems to grow ever bigger due to the heavy demands and committments of our everyday lives. It became a bit of a problem for me last year, as I was constantly buying books from second-hand bookshops/charity shops, thinking ‘I’ll get to all these someday’, only to find I had so many building up in my room, still unread. It was at that point I literally sorted them into a ‘To Read’ pile, and began, you know, actually reading the blasted things, further vowing to not buy anymore until I had finished them. I’ll admit I make the occassional exception – if there is a new Margaret Atwood coming out I will either buy it or ask for it as a gift, for example – but I’ve generally managed to keep to this pretty well. So, in order to keep an actual list for myself, here are all of the books that have amassed in the pile, with links to their Goodreads pages (I will give my account on there some attention as I work through all of these as well!). Click to read on…

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘21.02.2014’


This week’s prompt: Write an ‘event’ poem


That first day we met
We made each other smile
With stories of shared disdain
For the others around us,
All in good fun, of course,
We agreed there were a select few
In life that we could tolerate,
But after a few short words
We both could sense
Something stronger between us.

And so we shared more days
Nattering about everything
Serious and silly alike
As I let my daily mask slip
For you, showing the real me
With anxious imperfection and all,
Knowing that it didnโ€™t matter
To you one way or the other,
And that hundreds of days later,
I still live just for seeing you.

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Quick Book Reviews: ‘Misery’


Misery (Stephen King)

Misery is one of those well-known books that I somehow didn’t manage to get around to reading until very recently, nor had I seen the 1990 movie. Of course, I was aware of the basic plot, and the infamous ‘hobbling’ scene, but it was, perhaps criminally, not among the King books or movies that I had experienced thus far. I remedied that by finally sitting down to read the book recently (another that had been sitting on my shelf for a while, hence my motivation to start my ‘To Read List‘…) I have to say, I really was gripped by this one, and can see why it is one of King’s most higly regarded novels. The plot was already appealing to me being a writer myself, and King obviously relates the plight of the writer very well (this is why The Dark Half, one I had read a few years prior, is one of my favourites as well). King does a great job emphasising the sheer hopelessness of the author Paul Sheldon’s situation, trapped against his will in the house of his ‘biggest fan’ (who unfortunately for Paul just happens to be an ever-so-slightly unhinged former nurse-turned brutal murderer).

The concept of an obsessed fan forcing the author to undo the death of a character so beloved to them is a great one, and is perhaps even more chilling to read if you are a writer yourself. Notably, I have to say that I actually found the scene where Annie forces Paul to burn his manuscript very hard to read – perhaps more so than any involving physical torture or mutilation – and yes, even the part where she relieves him of a foot! (notably toned down in the film, but still effective). Despite the threat against his life, I found myself willing him to defy her and not to do it – no author should be forced into the situation of burning a finished manuscript to a crisp! He certainly feels the pain of having to do this as well, and it’s quite amusing that I considered this her biggest transgression considering the atrocious acts you discover she has committed over the course of her life. But I feel like this was perhaps King’s intention – while Paul’s situation is dire throughout the book, in his first-person narration he still manages to be flippant and sarcastic about the whole thing (mainly in his head, of course!) The climax of the book, where Paul finally gains the upper hand and escapes, is extremely satisfying (and intense!) to read as well, as he finally gains control of his own life again. I did find it interesting as well that during the point he is mostly resigned to his fate, he is nonetheless extremly productive in his writing. Under duress as he maybe, it still makes the point that a focused creativity is possible when the distraction of that pesky old outside world isn’t there!

Paul’s inner monologue is obviously lost in the movie, but I still found it an enjoyable watch. It takes some artistic liberties – fleshing out the local sherrif as a character when the book is more or less completely confined to Paul and Annie in the house – but it still works well, and I enjoyed the good natured marital ribbing between himself and his wife (making his brutal end at the hands of Annie all the more tragic). James Caan does a good job as Paul, but I do feel like it’s a role that could have been done by just about anyone. Kathy Bates truly makes the role of Annie her own, though, and she was certainly well deserving of the Oscar she won for this film. I was familar with some of her work previously, mainly in her roles in various seasons of American Horror Story, where she is always fantastic (bar the odd dodgy accent here and there), and knew before even watching the film that she’d be a good fit for the character. I was not disappointed with how the film handled the exhilirating climax either.

Overall, both the book and the movie were worthwhile to experience for me, and I salute Mr. King for creating such a claustrophobic and hopeless atmosphere, that keeps you rooting for the protagonist and yet still find the antagonist delightful in her quirkiness and derangement. King somehow manages this effortlessly.

So now I am reading The Green Mile, having already seen the film (but I expect I will rewatch it again after completing the book), so I’m on a bit of a King-fix at the moment, you might say. Stay tuned for the review on that very soon ๐Ÿ™‚

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘A Body Betrays’


This week’s prompt: Write a ‘betrayal’ poem.

A Body Betrays

Despite the mindโ€™s best intent
The body often betrays
The desires of within
And aching pleas of the heart.

It will bind and trap minds
In a rigid cell of inaction,
The madness of four walls
Sealing of all distraction.

In these confines, it strikes
With vexingly illogical pains
Until the body surely defeats
A fatigued and weary brain.

There is no rhyme or reason
To this brutal bodily revolt
But upon the sweet kiss of sleep
The mind might just rise again.

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