Alphabet Blogging Challenge Day 23

It’s day 23 of my September blogging challenge.

The letter is W

and the subject is WRITE

The end is nigh and the challenge has finally got to me! This is intended as a bit of fun, and with huge apologies to ‘himself’!

To write or not to write – that is the question:
Whether tis better in life to hold parties,
To travel the world, to take up gardening,
Or to sit at the computer day after day,
And by writing, feed creativity.
To write – make up characters, plots and stories;
To live in fictional worlds more true than life.
But time – where oh where will I find the time?
Squeeze moments from my busy, frenzied day
Or stay up late, losing sleep? My much-loved sleep.
To sleep – perchance to dream – what dreams may come:
An agent, three-book deal, bestseller list,
A world-wide tour, readers eager for more.
But then, morning’s here, and with it doubts and fears,
For who would bear the scorn and derision
Of the agent’s letter, and the thud of rejection slips on the hallway floor?
Who would put themselves through such cruel torment,
Neglecting partners, friendships, and so much more?
But then the dread of what comes after writing:
The undiscovered country, that sterile land,
Where imagination shrinks and shrivels,
Where characters must die, their lives unlived.
No, I will not let my dreams and hopes
Grow sicklied with the pale cast of thought.
No, I will not squash my inspiration,
Turn away and lose the name of action.
The world must take its turn, for I will write.

I’m afraid some of the iambic pentameters don’t pass muster, but WS was not above slipping in the odd 9 or 11 syllables. So, who am I to quibble?

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6 Comments

  1. Brilliant, Lindsay. I think you’ve got it spot on!

  2. Lindsay says:

    Thanks, Jo. I’m glad you like it – I had some fun with this one. X today – oh woe!

  3. Christine says:

    Excellent! And I didn’t notice any iambic pentameter slips – to be honest wouldn’t know what one was if it leapt off the page and poked me in the eye. But I loved it!

  4. Lindsay says:

    Thanks, Christine – but surely you can’t mean you don’t know your iamb from your dactyl?!

  5. Robin Heaney says:

    Probably the most famous of The Man’s hendecasyllabic lines is
    To be, or not to be, that is the quest…………ion
    And a trochaic substitution – that is
    I learnt that from Lyndsay’s all time favourite Clever Dick!

    Kipling did a nice rewrite in Plain Tales From the Hills

    There is a tide in the affairs of men,
    Which, taken any way you please, is bad,
    And strands them in foreaken guts and creeks
    No decent soul would think of visiting.
    You cannot stop the tide; but now and then,
    You may arrest some rash adventurerer
    Who–h’m–will hardly thank you for your pains.

    I’ve never understood the who—h’m—will bit, unless it is something to do with pronunciation.

  6. Lindsay says:

    I like the Kipling take, Robin.

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