Tuesday, May 28, 2013

In Hiding

I feel like I've been in hiding. It's been a while since my last post. Actually, I've been writing and reluctant to share my ideas. I suppose this is normal for a writer, but bad for blogging. I am putting together a book of poetry about growing up and living on the island of Guam. The poems I am writing now are mostly personal. I want to keep them that way until I am sure they are exactly what I want.

At times, I have wanted to share a poem from this collection, but I am reluctant because several seem to be in a state of transition. Some poems are more solid than others. Some I think need further introspection.

I get ideas in the middle of the night when I can't sleep, or perhaps the ideas are waking me up. "Wake up girl, get out of bed and write this stuff down before you forget!"

My process: scribble an idea, write a paragraph or two, choose phrases, play with the words, polish, polish, polish. How much polish? That's my problem. My writer's workshop has been helping me with this part. Some poems I bring to them and ask, "Is this done yet? Do you get what I'm saying?"

Good thing, I am not hiding from them. They seem to understand this crazy business.

Hidden cat photo by Grahford