Post-It Inspiration

I have a ... What do you call a cork-board with no cork in it? It's a thingummy on my wall, I can hold paper on it with little thumb-tacks... I have one of those at my office.

Some of the little papers I have tacked up there are business cards, notes to myself on procedures, phone numbers, and the like. But the vast majority of the papers on my board are quotes that I like looking at for a lift during the day.

I tend to get easily discouraged, worn out, bitter, and generally depressed about life. So a lot of the quotations I collect are to combat those tendencies

Some are from friends...
"It's not what they call you that matters, it's what you choose to answer to."
~R.L.K.K.

Some from movies...
"I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then."
~Alice in Wonderland

Playwrights...
"My mistakes are my life."
~Samuel Beckett

Some are to inspire greatness...
"The only true measure of success is the ratio between what we might have been and what we have become."
~H.G. Wells

Or laughter...
"One of you is gonna fall and die, and I'm not cleaning it up!"
~Captain Malcolm Reynolds

And so much more. When I feel dry & dusty & uninspired, I look over my shoulder at these quotes, and they cause me to think of all who have gone before.
Will anyone look over their shoulder and think of me when they feel uninspired & uncreative, someday?
I want to become that kind of person.

**The title of this post was changed upon realizing that I am a very cliche person when it comes to titles, and had already used "Inspiration" before... whoops... Have I mentioned that I'm not good with titles?**

Faith

Sunshine.
What a beautiful memory,
Blue skies and
Sunshine.
Warm breezes,
Gentle rains
Caressing my upturned face.
Above it all rides the
Sunshine.

Sunshine.
In the winter
It's just a memory,
Relegated to days gone by.
Sunshine
Seems to be no more.
Skies are steely grey
And cold
And I cannot see the
Sunshine.

Sunshine,
It has all fled away,
Chased away
By the driven sleet
And snow.
Sunshine
Beyond my sight
And beyond the feel
Of my upturned face
Burned by frost, wishing for
Sunshine.

Sunshine.
Beyond the bricks,
Beyond these walls,
Behind the clouds,
I know it's somewhere
Out there.
Sunshine.
Through windows I don't have
I imagine I could see,
Clouds that could be pierced
By fiercely joyful
Sunshine.

Sunshine
Will come again.
Perhaps not today,
Perhaps not even tomorrow,
The clouds will be grey,
and the walls will hold fast,
But someday I will see
Sunshine.
I will wait,
Patient, or not,
Chilled to the bone,
But my heart will look forward to
Sunshine.

Blargh

This headcold has really done a number on my wordcount. :P It's hard to concentrate on writing when breathing alone takes so much effort!

Blargh.

That is all.

Whispers

Whisper
Just a whisper
Only a whisper
Through the silence
Cuts through the silence
Silence that has never been broken.

A Voice
That whispers
Only whispers
But such a whisper
That kills the absence of sound
With joy.

Darkness
Utter darkness
Complete darkness
That has never seen light
And does not know
That light even exists
Because it doesn't.

But that whisper!
What does it whisper
That smallest of whispers
The merest of whispering
That very first breaking
Of the greatest Silences
Ever known?

One word
Only one word
Merely one word
It whispers a single
Solitary
Lonely
Vibrant
Word.

LIGHT!

Light!
In the Darkness
And Silence
And Emptiness
The Voice has whispered
A whisper is all that It needs.

Light!
And there is no more darkness
And the silence is shattered
And the Void is filled
By Light
And Joy
And Life
Because of that Voice
And that one whispered word.

Darkness
Is not unopposed
Silence
Is broken
Emptiness
Is filled.

Sorrow
May last for the night,
But the Voice
Brings the Joy
And the Morning.

November 1

I have to write here, otherwise my productivity is nil.
It's disturbing sometimes, how directly my will to do stuff relates to the amount I've written. I've been known to accomplish more in 2 hours after writing than I did the entire week prior--scary stuff, really.

Today is the first day of NaNoWriMo! Let the novelling begin! Guess what my wordcount is!

0

No, I didn't stay up until midnight last night to start. I may have started dragging around 9:30, and finally called it quits around 11. But I still have half a day in which to accomplish the 1,667 words allotted for today... plenty of time! :)

I'll let you know if I make it...

In the meantime, if you would like to join me on this venture, head on over to nanowrimo.org and sign up! It's always more fun to do stuff like this with a group of fellow crazies to support you, and they have cool prompts, procrastinator-enablers, and cheerleading going on. You should join us! :)

Now the question becomes: is it possible to write a novel & direct a show in 30 days?
I don't know, but I intend to find out.

Then I'll write a musical about it. ;)