I keep thinking back to the writer's conference and what I could take away from it. Do you know why? I don't want to waste the learning. If I don't think about it and write about it, and keep the notes ready...then in three months it won't have mattered that I went...and wouldn't that have been a waste of hard-earned dollars!?!?! Not my thing at all!
I keep coming back to a line I kept hearing. Set a goal, just a singular goal. Just change ONE thing. Don't do more than that. Just one thing, one style, one character, one setting, one social media. Learn to do that one thing and do that one thing well. Then do one more thing.
So instead of looking at five things you want to do and (or in my case a million and a half things)....and feeling totally overwhelmed and stumped. You break that down into ONE thing. And yes, try to keep it to the ONE thing. And yes.. I know .. it's really hard to do that. Perhaps we can practice together? :)
Work I Do
"Work your fingers to the bone at the lonely Star Cafe. Money I make drives me through the week. Pay the rent and the telephone, and buy my cigarettes, and I got a little left over to go dancing Saturday night" Anyone know who sings it??? Cause I've been searching for all the lyrics without success...
I saw word work that song immediately popped into my mind.
Another song that pops into my head is this one.
"I've been working on the railroad, all the live long day!
I've been working on the railroad just to pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morning,
Can't you hear the captain shouting..
Dinah Blow your horn!"
I know I know, lyrics stick in my head. Sometimes I have them right, sometimes well.. I can be so UNBELIEVABLY wrong I shake my head at my foolishness when I learn how wrong I've been. :)
I saw word work that song immediately popped into my mind.
Another song that pops into my head is this one.
"I've been working on the railroad, all the live long day!
I've been working on the railroad just to pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morning,
Can't you hear the captain shouting..
Dinah Blow your horn!"
I know I know, lyrics stick in my head. Sometimes I have them right, sometimes well.. I can be so UNBELIEVABLY wrong I shake my head at my foolishness when I learn how wrong I've been. :)
Labels:
Poem,
poetry,
Word Prompt,
Write31Challenge
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