Saturday, 19 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 19/30 - Operating Instructions for the Post-Traumatic + Prompt for Day 20

Photo by Kal Lavelle

Operating Instructions for the Post-Traumatic

*Post in Plain Sight*

When the best option evaporates, choose the next best option. Do not choose the worst option, no option, or hiding in a corner. Choose the next best option. Do not hurt yourself because you are hurt.

Don’t do anything stupid. You might not know something smart to do in this moment, but don’t do the stupid thing. You know which is the stupid thing – it’s the thing that makes the base of your skull tingle like trouble’s coming. And trouble is – if you do it. Don’t do it. Do nothing. Wait for the smart thing to arise. Or for someone you trust to tell you what to do.

When you feel like you can’t, you can’t. So don’t. The sooner you stop trying or forcing, the sooner you might be able to.

Remind yourself often that you’re real.

It’s okay not to have a happy place. See if you can create an “it’s not so terrible here” place.

Make a playlist that will talk you down. Play it when you need to be talked down.

It’s non-linear. Remember this when becoming discouraged by the backward motion.

Figure out who makes you feel like you can’t. Never be with them.

Ignore the well-meaning advice of people who don’t know. You still know the difference between those who know and those who don’t.

Optimism can be a luxury in certain circumstances. Choose breath instead.

Fight the slow burn of not liking yourself. Don’t fight anything else – it takes too much energy.

Practise self deception as necessary – it’s often the difference between okay and very not okay.

Maintain the little things that ground you.

Let go of the rest.

Rest.

19/30
NaPoWriMo
2014


DAY 20 PROMPT:  The Currency of Wonder

Thanks for reading.  Hope you're getting on in your NaPoWriMo



Friday, 18 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 18/30 - Salt Water & Aloe + Day 19 Prompt


Salt Water & Aloe

These are the things the body asks for
Pour me salt water and aloe
replenish

all this dry tinder
and cracked pavement
in a frayed shell

this is how life ends
but it started
with salt and
viscous liquids
accidental organics
single cells
mutating
motility
mobility

nomads
moving further and further into sun
lungs remember
the cooling clean
of gills
the flow and rinse

we have yet to learn
photosynthesis
we are made of water
salt
aloe’s enzymes and lignins
direct our cells

we are as old
as we are new

compunds
in a landscape
of body
flowing through time

craving salt water
to purify
aloe
to heal

18/30
NaPoWriMo
2014
DAY 19 PROMPT:  Operating Instructions



Thursday, 17 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 17/30 - Au + Day 18 Prompt



Au

That gold you spun
wrapped around me
like magic
poured into my crevasses
seeped into my soul
filled invisible cracks

it was like
living light

you give good shine

Alchemist you
turn dead into gold

Liquid silk shapes to me
all that’s left now
is the solidifying
of this new form

but you withdraw
before the metal sets
like attracting like
your molecules follow you

there I am
naked
cracked
brittle broken
fracked
disintegrating
slowly
disappearing
into dust.


17/30
NaPoWriMo
2014


 Update: tiny rewrite. Also - this is from yesterday's prompt - and more on kintsukuroi here


 DAY 18 PROMPT:

I know of a cure for everything: salt water...in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea.

Karen Blixen

I love this quote and more and more have come to rely on the purification of salt water. Maybe you know a different "cure for everything." Make it work for you.

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 16/30 - My Studio + Day 17 Prompt

My Studio

Yes windows
those are important
onto something
nature or
a bustling street

but still
must feel like a hideaway
protected and secret

a very easy chair
with a place to put up your feet
a good light for reading

fire place
wood floors
tea kettle little Italian
espresso pot

paper
empty notebooks
full ones
a stack of books
on an old wooden chair
next to the very easy chair

lots of power outlets
and good tiny invisible speakers
wifi
flowers in a jug or watering can
secret stash of peanut butter
marmite and oat cakes
cocoa and honey

a hammock

a ping pong table
which can be used as a project table

a chalkboard wall

a project table that’s really for projects
or writing
stripped naked wood repurposed
with a tall chair

so many mugs
so many

toys

everywhere
things to put up my hair with
for when it gets annoying
also a little bowl for rings watch
and jewelry
which always have to come off
when writing gets serious

so they’re always off, really

oh a throw on the chair
and blankets
I’m always cold
pillows
for pillow fights

no cat

the colours
you know the colours
are my colours
greys, blues, greens
teal
with a burst of orange or pink
violet

sage
candles
incense
matches

if there’s a tiny refrigerator
that’s very quiet
it has butter
milk
and smelly cheese

art supplies
because you never know

bits I’ve collected
from Oregon to Brighton
obsidian, amethyst, rose quartz
mother of pearl
hamsa from Marrakech
keys I don’t know
what they open anymore
Camden Hello Kitty

whatever sparks my fancy
invites more

changes of clothes
for changes in plans
yoga mat
Laphroaig
The Selected Letters of Raymond Chandler

the guitar I've not yet learned to play


16/30
NaPoWriMo
2014

(From a prompt on a series of works of Artists' Studios by Damian Elwes.)

DAY 17 PROMPT:

I've taken this from my friend Maggie's FB - she posted it:


Tuesday, 15 April 2014

NaPoWriMo - 15/30 When Everything Comes Together + Day 16 Prompt




DAY 16 PROMPT:

I accidented upon the work of Damian Elwes.  A happy accident.  One of the series he's dedicated himself to is the painting of artists' studios.  Take a look at the paintings.

Then

paint your artist's studio with words.