I do not do titles very good. I am also still trying to do word fillers as well. I have been blogging for nearly ten years, and it seems to be more like an online diary than a life-changing social media thing. I am beginning to be okay with that. I have a YouTube channel, were I vlogged for a while, but due to bullying from people in the town I live, I had to take most of the videos down. I do not plan to discuss my frustration with this form of communication, not at all; I have done that enough in the past. I will not talk about my stop-start audiobook creations; though that is still in the background. Creative wordicating is still on-going, and I have been able to find a group of people to help me get my shift together. Today [insert date here] I will talk about how I come up with my subjects.
(Note to self: remember to renew membership to the Saskatoon Writers' Collective.)
From a young age, I had a creative side, as you can tell here:
This was written in 1981 when I was seven years old. Mozart was writing symphonies at that age. What and ever!
I even channelled E E Cummings in some of my first poetry attempts:
Another excellent example from 1981. If only I could keep up the standard I set way back then to now; I would be a writer extraordinaire. You can also see drawing was never my forté. I have an exercise book full of my brain drippings and a book of short poems. The cover for this alone makes for an excellent presentation - a sheet of wallpaper.
Majority of the time, I base my blog posts on a passive-aggressive moment after seeing an inane post on social media or a person at work being introspective. The danger of passive-aggressive subject starters can lead to sessions of anger self-management. Sometimes I save these ramblings for Facebook, yet thought-shaming does not look good, and the post goes down after a little while. Take my advice: do not ask for subject ideas from your friends Facebook, as you will end up with porny songs from YouTube. Most of the titles of my pieces do not bear resemblance to the body of work until much later, if at all. This is not necessarily a bad thing, as the character in the song The Boxer is not mentioned as a boxer until near the end.
I submitted a story to a website and discovered a spelling error in the title. You know what? I don't care; I have decided to rework it into something more entertaining. The title for this story was pretty easy, I must say. I am guessing that is why I did not with the cash prize. Well, here it is:
I have a couple more stories on the go, and hopefully, they meet an exceptional level of readingness. I see the MasterClass clips from various writers and Deadly Sin Number Five - Envy - kicks in. Though I do not have the $240 to buy a full option for the MasterClass sessions offered, I can find other sources to help get me going in the right direction. They are also free. I received good advice from my friend, Tee Dot: stay away from first-person, it becomes too autobiographical. I followed his advice, which led to the submission of the story listed above. I do agree with him, I was making my stories too much like a review of a life I wish I could lead, rather than one that is completely made up. The site where I posted my story to is a great source for story suggestions, and I have been using these, with a bit of alteration. As with my dive into fiction, some of the subjects can be applied to essays.
My head is full of ideas and I need to convince them to come out of hiding. I think that is where the formation of subjects finds its biggest roadblock. My life experiences are worth writing about, yet I have to convince myself to use these experiences, change them and create something magnificent. I need to go outside and enjoy the weeds sticking out from under the snow, listen to Acid House without making fun of the strobe lights, read more books about zebras going shopping and maybe watch television programmes that feature underwater welding. Social media, I had hoped to be a good source of writer protein, however, it seems to only have made my problem worse. As I mentioned previously (though I will use different words now), I do find inspiration from the odd post on Facebook or Twitter. I will admit, I do not get my sources from "inane posts" all the time; if I did that, I would be a writing powerhouse.
Either that or a scriptwriter for "5-Minute Crafts".