As I sat to write this post
I took a breath, wished I had some toast—
no, seriously, I want toast but am out of bread—
then pulled up my draft for Ko-fi and reread.
"Why is this poetry?" I muttered. "I've no—
"Wait." I nudge this post with a toe.
"Poetry again?" I scratch my head.
"I dunno why I'm doing this," I said.
I mean, it's fun. I do enjoy
conveying meaning while molding words like a toy.
But it's not exactly my normal technique.
Doesn't this make me kind of a freak?
It's just coming out, with not that many pauses.
No more than I'd have with conventional clauses.
I've not written poetry in a while.
I don't really think of it as my style.
But yanno? I guess this really shows
that I should pay more heed to how things close.
That something in me likes the flow.
I don't know how you readers will like it, though.
I wonder if my brain is just stuck between
the thoughts I've been having of Shel Silverstein
See, I've been remembering his poems, of late.
Some I can still quote, despite the wait.
It's been years since I read him last,
but I remember having a blast,
and I remember my brother having a book.
I think all I ever got to do was look,
not own—but anyway, enough distraction.
I meant to do this to gain traction
and help myself talk to you.
I've been silent for so long, it's true.
So, what exactly do I have to say
aside from the "Hi, today's my birthday!"?
I have committed to bringing back
First Draft Fridays on Wattpad, and another track.
You can see more about this in my post from last week,
but, though my Patreon is on hiatus, I'm still going to seek
regular production, with subscribers
getting early, annotated releases as insiders.
But, instead of Patreon, I'm using Ko-fi,
and, apparently, writing about it in poetry?
(What the hell, brain?)
(I really sometimes wonder if I'm even sane.)
(I should probably point out, that previous line—
it's an intentional, poetic design.
Serious just in emotion, in sentiment.
I'm not calling myself insane, just different.)
(Some of you readers may remember
a few years ago, someone with a temper
who pounced in the comments here
and showed serious lack of reading comprehension, I fear.)
(Anyway, that person is one reason why
I sometimes over-specify,
because I am still watched, I know.
although I left them years ago.)
Moving on, here start last week's announced plans,
specifically phase one, which lands
us straight on: "regular updates!"
which I intend to keep up with, whatever it takes.
On Wattpad, updates will be free and weekly,
though these won't necessarily be posted neatly.
On Ko-fi, updates will be paid and monthly,
and more polished, to put it bluntly.
So, do whatever suits your taste.
You can watch me here, my announcements base,
or Facebook or Twitter, but in that case,
you'll probably be getting duplicates, since I try
to limit how I diversify.
How I diversify right now, anyway.
And that's all I have to say, today.
So how is this year treating you?
I'd like to hear how you're doing, too.
—Misti
