DAY 25 (July 6th, 2018)
What is this? This little death?
This loss of heart and stolen breath.
This waterfall dry of feeling—
This echo of mountains mute—
this rolling fog of dreams by half
over vague, imagined miles.
Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!
The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.
I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.