It’s going fine, other than slow (I already want to be done). No, I’m not really thinking about word count as much as pages–but since you’re the 2nd person to ask about that, maybe I should be…
I just know from other bloggers when they post how many words they wrote that day. What do I know? Although, I’m thinking that I will pull a book-length selection of poetry together to have ready just -in-case – I’d like to go the traditional route this go round. AND I want to begin a novel, but that scares the jeebies out of me. If jeebies are something that can be scared out…
I just hit the wrong key and everything disappeared–aaack! Since I’m not doing the book with publishing/selling in mind, I’m not concerned about those things. If that were my goal, I’d definitely being running and hiding from the Jeebies. Glad you’re going for a poetry collection, Mel–yaaaayyyyy!
Oh, this takes me back to some “imagined” time….food for my novel-writing!
How is that going? Do you keep track of word count?
It’s going fine, other than slow (I already want to be done). No, I’m not really thinking about word count as much as pages–but since you’re the 2nd person to ask about that, maybe I should be…
I just know from other bloggers when they post how many words they wrote that day. What do I know? Although, I’m thinking that I will pull a book-length selection of poetry together to have ready just -in-case – I’d like to go the traditional route this go round. AND I want to begin a novel, but that scares the jeebies out of me. If jeebies are something that can be scared out…
I just hit the wrong key and everything disappeared–aaack! Since I’m not doing the book with publishing/selling in mind, I’m not concerned about those things. If that were my goal, I’d definitely being running and hiding from the Jeebies. Glad you’re going for a poetry collection, Mel–yaaaayyyyy!
But no hard copies – and almost 1000 to sift through? Jeebies all the way…
Great gravy, 2 cups worth.
And 7/8ths to boot…
But of course.
Used to love to play that flower game when we were kids.
He loves me, he loves me not (even though we had not idea of who he might be).
Ah, the memories of innocent times… Thanks, Mary!
maybe someday ~lovely !
I know One whose love is always available!! 🙂
Very sweet and stunning photo, Melody! Happy weekend! 🙂
Thank you!
A lovely haiku…and I was just told yesterday in a haiku that he loves me :). The side benefits of dating a fellow poet!
How romantic and wonderful! Enjoy the thrill and excitement of it all… 🙂
Lovely photo. What a beautiful poem of love and hope.
Thank you!
sweet post … but pondering the wedding bells ???
🙂 Just my imagination – and a recent wedding I attended that sparked the idea. My wedding bells rang more than 20 years ago! 🙂
He loves me, he loves me not…
He loves you, he really does! 🙂
🙂 🙂
Most beautiful…wedding bells are always a wonderful sight!
Daisies are just so summer, so freedom and simplicity. And no summer is quite complete without a wedding or two! 🙂
I love this picture and the accompanying words, in all, all your poems are simply classic!
🙂
Thanks so much. You are so sweet…. 🙂