Well it is that time of year again, where I spend a few moments every day, trying to craft an instant poem from a prompt from /http://www.napowrimo.net/ and attempt to turn this poetry blog back into a poetry blog, instead of a rant and rave against work blog.
But first, just a quick aside into my recent life.
This poeming thing is getting bigger. Far bigger than I imagined it ever could and I'm getting scared. In a good way! But proper bricking it.
I have a proper little set to organise (organise? can you see how much I am laughing inside as I write the word "organise!") as in June I will be on the stage. Yes me. On the stage, reading stuff.
Cool isn't it.
https://www.yorktheatreroyal.co.uk/event/words_whippets.php#.Vv1YP77bLMw This is the link.
I have to thank henry raby for giving me this chance and seeing something in me that I wasn't aware was there.
And thank you to Stu Frestone and the rest of the say owt slam ers for being so supportive in all my wordy attempts.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
And now back to the purpose this blog was gifted to me. (Although no one can deny it has done its job, if not been filled from edge to edge with nothing but poems!)
And, maybe this year, I'll manage a whole 30 days...
We shall see.
Roll on 1st April.
