A Poem: Closing Doors

Have to admit that I am running low on material just sitting around as far as short stories/poetry to show here. Mainly it’s older stuff that I might be interested in publishing someday – my main focus has been novels.

Anyway, read this if you want and see what you think.

Closing Doors

 

Down the grey hall, fluorescents

flickering more and more as the clock hands

drag

I walk past the doors.

Some are French, others

industrial with piston handles,

others are American Revival

(when is that coming?)

Years back, I remember

that all of the doors were open,

and you were able to walk in.

It wasn’t quite as easy to walk in

some of the doors, however.

There were doors that led to long

flights of staircases, or

balance-beam narrow bridges,

for instance.

Some of the doors had come from bank vaults,

so it took my shoulder and my bulk

to get it open.

Sometimes I ducked my head behind the door

and found empty desks or rows of kids playing all board games I’d gotten tired of when I was 5, so I didn’t walk in.

I walked into other doors, though, even the occasional vault door or the one where I had to wrestle it open or climb a hyperangle hill.

As I look around now, though,

something has slowly changed.

Every year, I would try the handle of a door and find it locked.

Every year, I’d discover a couple more doors locked, or chained shut.

There were even a few metal doors that

I could see had been freshly welded shut,

the gun-grey solder ice-hot to the touch,

the door handles smashed.

Nowadays, I’d say whenever I stalk the hall,

half of the doors can’t be opened

for one reason or the other.

I’ve realized those closings can’t be helped, that you can only leave the doors open for so long before closing up shop.

The only door that doesn’t seem ready for the lock is the one at the end of the hall.

It doesn’t appear to even have an actual door, just an ornately carved oak doorjam and

ink darkness bleeding out from it.

I always walk down there to the end, but I’ve never looked in and never walked in.

Maybe later.

Maybe I’ll have to, when all of the doors

are locked and I’m not able to open

anything else.

Every time I have fewer doors.

Usually, that makes me sad to tears or makes my nerves raw.

Just recently, however,

I’ve begun wondering if what I will feel when the time comes will be simply relief.

Or, maybe I’ll be able to pick a few locks

by then.

Who knows?

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Writing Journal 11.25.2018: Easing into the end of the month with a week of basically doing nothing

OK, here’s the numbers:

+668 words written.

Days writing: 2 out of 7.

Days revising: 0 out of 7 for 0 total minutes.

Daily Writing Goals Met (500+ words or 30 minutes of revisions): 1 out of 7 days.

And, that’s that. Basically, I bugged out for the holiday weekend, spent a lot of time in front of the computer and staring at a screen, but not doing anything to the stories there. Just took a massive mental vacation and didn’t get too much sleep in the process. I’m feeling OK, however.

To be honest, I needed the Thanksgiving break to take a breather. (Depending on this massive snow storm in the Midwest, that break might be extended for another day.)

I’m also wondering if I have a tendency to burn out if I spend too much time on revising rather than writing and vice versa. That might be worth a separate post later.

Other items:

  • No update on the book publishing, but things are still feeling close.
  • I might get some more poetry done soon. I’ll run one of my older ones on Thursday. Never really thought about putting together a poetry collection, but I might have enough poems that aren’t complete garbage that I have to think about it. Not that it would ever make money, but it might be interesting to do it. (Another note: Since I don’t believe I’ve ever commented on it, I’ll probably have to do a post about me and poetry sometime soon.
  • I still don’t like that the new proposed editing feature for WordPress doesn’t have sharing with Facebook and Twitter. Hopefully they put that in or at least let me keep the classic editing tool.
  • Eventually will have to put together some content for the social media sites as December approaches.

Sorry this week was boring and I didn’t get much done. I know I’ll manage to do better next week.

 

Regarding Social Media

You may or not be aware that I have two Liegois Media sites set up on social networks – A Facebook page and a Twitter page. I talked about it before, but basically both of those pages predated this blog. I got them started up back in the days when I was still in journalism and wanted to have separate pages for contacting people over social media apart from my personal accounts.

That worked out well for a while, but when I left journalism, I still had these pages sitting around, gathering virtual dust for a bit. However, I decided to repurpose them as the locations where I would write about/share articles about writing and writing-related topics. I also wind up sharing more than a few writing memes.

Those pages eventually helped inspire me to set up this blog. I also wind up cross-posting all of my blog posts onto those pages, which is pretty convenient for me. In time, as I approach having a book that people can actually buy, I have the feeling that those might be some of the primary promotional tools that I have at my disposal to do that promotion.

However, my own interest in social media has been wary in the past couple of years. I’ve long been concerned about what I saw as the lack of concern from those companies about online harassment and trolling. Now, the role Facebook played in the recent election and their reaction to it makes me very wary of it, as well.

Despite all that, for the near future, I think that I need to keep those pages to reach out to people. However, I wanted to make an effort to reduce my personal time on those platforms, both to indicate my disappointment with the companies, as well as trying to get rid of the time suck social media can be. If you examine this blog regularly, you can see how good I am at procrastination.

With all of this in mind, I made the decision last week to delete my Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram apps from my phone. (I still have my Facebook Messenger and Page apps, as well as my WordPress app). It is amazing how much it has been helpful for me to reduce that screen time from what it was. I thought of that decision as a temporary experiment, but the more I look at it, the more I think I might make that decision permanent.

Anyway, don’t forget to visit my Facebook and Twitter pages. 🤣🤣🤣

[EDIT: April 13, 2019: I eventually put Facebook back on my phone, but I use it far less than I used to. Now I’m more on Reddit. 🤣🤣🤣]

Writing Journal 11.18.2018: A lull as I wait for the next step

To be honest, there wasn’t too much to brag about this week.

+354 words written.

Days writing: 1 out of 7.

Days revising: 4 out of 7 for 150 total minutes.

Daily Writing Goals Met (500+ words or 30 minutes of revisions): 4 out of 7 days.

Excuses/explanations? Not too much. My family is in something of a transition and what’s going to be happening during the near future has been on our minds. (Sorry for being vague; I try not to get into too much personal business here).

I think I will update you on a few other items, though.

  • Been in contact with my publishers. They are on what appears to be the last proof of my book. Assuming everything I sent to them got fixed (only about five corrections this time), that might be the last proof and another step toward full publication.
  • Any thoughts on this new editing layout for WordPress that apparently is coming down the pike? I actually tried it out a little with this post, but did not finish with it. I’m a little irritated that it didn’t automatically save my past categories of posts and that it did not have an apparent option to save to other social media platforms. Anybody else have similar/different experiences with this?
  • Might have a quick midweek post in a couple of days (say, Tuesday). It’ll be pretty brief, and I’ll keep what it is a surprise.

That’s all I’ve got for now.

Writing Journal, 11.11.2018: Still grinding

I’ve been… sort of busy, anyway? The totals:

+760 words written.

Days writing: 3 out of 7.

Days revising: 5 out of 7 for 300 total minutes.

Daily Writing Goals Met (500+ words or 30 minutes of revisions): 5 out of 7 days.

Some of that was an attempt at poetry after a couple of years hiatus. If I feel OK about it, I might share it later.

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Update on The Holy Fool: I’m now reviewing another proof of the book – the next to last or last proof before final printing. I’m just making sure the previous edits went through and seeing if there’s any other issues that I missed. So far, I’ll only have about three notes. Once everything is in place, you’ll get all the details.

Once I send that in today, I’ll concentrate on revisions for my current WIP. I want to address the comments one of my beta readers gave me. After that, I want to give it at least one thorough proofreading edit before I consider shopping it around to anyone.

That’s the week. School has been going well but has been a grind as it inevitably becomes in the first part of November. More than a few people at my school, students and staff alike, are looking ahead toward the Thanksgiving break. Staying at home and working on revisions sounds pretty relaxing to me.


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This week I deleted my Facebook and Twitter apps from my phone. It’s turning into a experiment to see if it’s healthier for me mentally. I deleted them on Wednesday and my screen time app said my usage dipped 14 percent. We’ll see how long this lasts.


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It’s a weird feeling writing this on the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I. One of my great-grandparents served, but otherwise I don’t have a personal connection to it other than one of the most influential historical events ever, one that still shapes the world today. I would imagine that the people of those times experienced them with a mix of fascination, exhilaration, and horror. Given today’s world, I think I can relate.

Writing Journal 11.4.2018: Going into the new month closer to publishing than before, and other stuff

Statistically, not too much difference from last week; there’s a few more words, but less revising. Behold:

+876 words written.

Days writing: 3 out of 7.

Days revising: 4 out of 7 for 150 total minutes.

Daily Writing Goals Met (500+ words or 30 minutes of revisions): 5 of 7 days.

So, there it is. And, here this is:

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It is just a hint of the news that is coming: the news that I will actually have a book PUBLISHED, possibly even before the year is out. I will reveal all once the contracts have been signed, etc. However, I can say that we are in the final proof stage. Prices for the paperback version (and later the online version) are currently being set.

It’s becoming more real to me now. And at the moment, I could care less how much money I make. Oh, I care a little about it, for sure – I’m not giving it away for free, after all. But, I am just happy to be able to say, soon enough, that I will be a published author.

Of course, when the time comes, I will put forward all of the appropriate links so that anyone interested will be able to get my book. Maybe I should set up a separate page on the blog for those links…

Also, I will have links, etc., set up on my Facebook writing page for all the craziness.

In other news, I’m going to start getting into revising my WIP, trying to shorten up some sections and deal with some other stuff. If I can get it closer to 90,000 words, that would be great.

I’ll keep in touch.