Archive for January, 2010
It’s come to it at last. Scuffles in broad daylight over the catnip patch.
by Kim Davis
A freelance writer interested in adventure travel wrote me to ask:
“Is there any room for professionals with these adventure jobs? Like you, I am a desktop publisher with an MA in Creative Writing and a BA in Technical Writing. Do these adventure jobs have openings for people who want to use their education while working and traveling instead of shifting gears to lead tours or bartend? Those jobs sound great, but I would feel guilty abandoning my years of education and experience.”
Why do people drive around in the fog with no headlights on? Do they think they are immortal? This morning we had to go through a thick fog on the way to school, which makes me nervous to begin with. I mean it’s one thing when I’m alone in the car, but when my children with me I worry much more. There is always about 1 in every 4 cars with no lights on driving through the pea soup. Now I don’t know about the rest of the country, but most vehicles where I live are HUGE. For example one particular “immortal” I passed this morning was driving a 1-ton, dual wheeled pick-up truck. To make matters even worse, it was a BLACK pick-up truck, and it was about 6 feet from me when I eventually saw it. YIKES!
Two super-sized vampires ran the red light
Looking neither left nor right.
Brandishing big pick-up trucks like weapons,
They raced to beat the sun so bright.
Lips stained red on snow-white faces
They didn’t see us there.
We daytime people held our places
Afraid to take the dare.
a poem by Kim Davis
I belong to a local writers guild, which over the past few years has grown from a tiny fledgeling group. We met once a month and read stories to five or six fellow writers. Now it has become a dynamic organization with goals and resources. Our very busy and innovative president has us working through Ursula K. Le Guin’s “Steering the Craft” this year. Wow! It’s fun!
Here’s a part of the last exercise we did.
