The creative writing, observations, experiences, and opinions, on life, and the world around him, by Kiril Kundurazieff; taking one step at a time on the Journey of Discovery, and Enlightenment, that every individual must take from the cradle to the grave.
...You just won't believe how you can turn it to your creative advantage.
There you are walking down Westheimer, through the Galleria, a museum, a Fiesta supermarket, attending a Texans, or Rockets game, eating lunch at James Coney Island, attending Wednesday, Saturday, or Sunday go to meetin' at Lakewood Church, in a public restroom, on a Metro bus, actually just about anywhere where you are around other people...and can hear what they are saying...to their companion, to a clerk, a docent, a fellow parishner, on a cell phone, or yelling at a ball game, or in a bathroom where all the stalls are occupied, and someone is hopping up, and down, in desperate straits...
Have you ever thought to write down what you hear, and how those scraps of overheard conversations, when strung together, often have an interesting sort of poetry about the result?
Patty Mooney did. Of course, the notion came only after 40 years of writing poetry.
Hey, better late than never!
As she writes: "Now, suddenly, the skies have parted to reveal an unfathomably huge reservoir of poetry, a free-for-all of poems that are ripe for swiping out of the air with a virtual butterfly net. Anyone can do it."
She first blogged about this new, fun, idea for poetry, on her personal blog, in July 2011, and it's an interesting essay.
Experimental, quirky, funny, long, short, nonsensical, thought-provoking? An air poem is all of the above, and more.
I'm prancin’ in the rain Just prancin’ in the rain What a wondrous feelin' I'm happy as sin I'm laughing at clouds So dark up above Joy’s in my heart And I'm ready to create Let the clouds open up All over this place I’ve got a future to obtain I've a smile on my face As I walk down the street To me life is so neat Just prancin’, Prancin’ in the rain
Prancin’ in the rain La-dee-da-dee da La-dee-da-dee-da I'm happy as sin! I'm laughin' and prancin’ in the rain!
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In November 2007 I asked readers for their thoughts on the original 2 chapters of a story idea I had, on several levels, especially those readers who were writers and storytellers.
Never have gotten much of a response, however I am eternally optimistic and hopeful. :-D
Now, while I still want feedback on the above...
In the past 2 years another notion has wormed its way into my thinking, but never made much progress: Use my cat writing creativity as a way to possibly re-awaken The Storyteller somehow.
In recent months, as regular readers know, I've made new friends in writing who have been quite encouraging, and complimentary, about my writing, and my creative hopes and dreams.
On July 25th I spent 2 hours wandering around Irvine Regional Park one evening. I wrote in my journal, spent time thinking about my hopes for the future, from relocating to Texas to ideas for future blogging, asking the Great Creator for guidance (I tried asking a Peacock, or 3, but they were not inclined to share their thoughts, or stand still for photos.). One thing I read was some old notes I'd dug out about The Storyteller.
A couple of days ago, while eating out for lunch, inspiration struck me, and I began to write....
Now, at long last, I've been inspired to write a new one! :-D
(Between them, Nikita and Elvira, my Cats, have posted more, hee, hee!)
A Snail's Journey Ends...Six Years Later
I'm tired, but happy, and relieved. In 2006 I'd set out to reach my lady love before Snike Snailoney could marry her. A wrong turn landed me on old Route 66, in Radiator Hot Springs. 4 years later I found an exit to return me to the right road. Reaching the hometown of my sweetie and asking around, I kept getting strange looks.
As I approached her home, the door opened and there she was. Before I could apologize my beloved gave me a loving, exasperated smile, saying, "What in the hell took you so long, you big Gastropod Molluskie?"
Last october I bought the 3 Julia Cameron books in her Artist's Way Trilogy, the Morning Pages Journal, and the Artist's Way Workbook, and eventually a handful of her other writing, and inspirational books, and began readng, and writing, the initial Artist's Way Program.
Artist's Way is described as a Spiritual Path to higher creativity, a personal journey of discovery of a better, more creative, you, not just career-wise, but personally, as well.
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