Chewing and Spewing

I want to spew forth my idea perfectly formed without obsessive life-altering revisions. Projectile verse would save me a lot of time and sanity. I understand how my sixth grade students feel when I tell  them that great writing is in the visions of their revisions. But I can barely bring myself to swallow this binge-purge of truth. The idea, the meal is so settled in my mind that it SHOULD burst forth as a perfectly orchestrated Disney firework display. Sadly, this is not the case. The words, the events, the organization, and the decisions are painstakingly slow processes. I'd rather write about it then actually do it. Ergo...this piece.

How do you structure your revisions so that you don't go bonkers?

The Journey

The journey continues as I joined a writer’s group that meets in San Dimas, California. We meet in a small taco restaurant. It was interesting to listen to other people’s writing and to gauge the reaction to my own. We meet weekly, and this gives me a goal to work towards every week so that I can possibly share a new something; be it a poem, short story, or snippet of something else.

What journeys have lead you to be a writer?

DISTRACTION

What is life without people?
Not much of any meaning.
But each new body of intrusion
takes up space in the churning psyche.
This leaves one with very little
time to age the line of creativity.

How do you overcome the guilt of spending more time writing than with the people you love?

Dating Advice

Choose to date someone who thinks you're hot
over those who think they're hot and you're not.

Do you have any dating advice?

Looking Lucky

You'll find whatever you seek. 

Today I'm looking to be lucky.

I found many bits to peek 

and fortune sprinkled liberally.

In honor of people that make us feel special.

Relative

enfold me splendidly singular

countermanding thine own insecure

shriek at my luxuriant chocolate locks

which was comparable to a cardboard box

personal progeny were beauties

longly lashed cultivated snooties

yet, I felt on par, clever and stylish

tho' in retrospect shabby and bookish

behold cherished auntie

not a real relation

but more like family

then those of creation

she exhausted not much more than a dime

but ad infinitum quality time

fawning and fussing a personage

acclaiming with abundant homage

she had me in a moon eyed hypnotic trance

amidst a laudatory fairy dust dance

raise the reckoning with reticence

a-stumbling askance with hesitance

behold cherished auntie

not a real relation

but more like family

then those of creation

as a memory mostly divine

inserted more than a slender line

as sundry glimmering glories she begot

my choice countenance tightened into a knot

in lieu of parody I repay

mediocrity she did allay

her physical essence hath departed

forever the spirit she imparted

Marcy Santos

Who makes you feel good about yourself?

Bare Bones Foundation

I wish that I had something to share, but I'm in the foundation phase of writing a few different pieces. Notably, I am working on an hour-long dramedy for a production company contest with Will Smith as one of the judges. It's due in two weeks, so my energy is focused on that. Can you imagine working with Will Smith? The project is family based, and I've got a killer idea that I'm fleshing out. Excitement keeps me going even after a long day teaching and picking up after my own teenagers. It's all about hope. After voraciously reading for the past 30 years, I relish the process of creating my own literary/media projects. I will share bits and pieces as they emerge from my travels inward.