Canada, writes?

So, the Canada Writes short story contest (CBC) is open for entry.  I don't really know if I should enter or not- what I do know is that I want to.  I'm also tempted to enter something (poetry or prose, poetry or prose?) for the Vancouver International Writer's Festival, but I'm not sure if I'm ready to go out on a limb like that.  I'd like to though, and that's what it comes down to, isn't it?  Is it?

Yes, I am aware.

I realize that there has been a lot of very bad poetry on my blog lately.  I'm really sorry. 
See, the thing is that most of what I've been writing lately has been slam poetry.  The catch is, most of it is only half finished.  What I have is pretty darn good, if I do say so myself, but, as it is half finished it is not ready to be posted anywhere.  So you'll have to make do with the spur of the moment rubbish I've been turning out lately.

Also, just in case you care, I've been writing a lot of other stuff lately.  Paragraphed studies of people and such.  Most of it is pretty lame. 

Also, just in case you're still reading and I haven't bored you to tears, I just got back from a six week vacation.  Actually, I got back about a week ago but that's a moot point.  I went to Africa.  It was... well, it was Africa.  I have different stuff written down somewhere but I'm too lazy to post it here.

Cheers.

sincerest apologies

for the posting delay
I was at camp
on a sailboat
sailing around
and stopping at beautiful islands
it was fun
but now I'm back
and there will be poetry
about life and pointlessness
there will also be prose
and romances in verse
there will be short stories
(ice cream and sweet nothings)
hopefully
I will brighten your summer
even though it does not need brightening
more likely
I will just write random things
which no one will read 'cause they'll be at the beach

Aurevoir
mes amis
smile, be happy
be content
in the knowledge
that you are not me.

An apology to my perhaps non-existent readers

An apology I feel is in order, said the spider to the fly.
For all the changes that occur as life spins and passes by
I'm sorry for all the times I've done it, killed thy kinsmen and now you
But you see, this insensitive deed must take place, for I need to eat too.


Alright. There you have it, your poorly written poetry fix of the day.
And now on more serious terms, I would like to apologize for all the crazy changes that have come to my blog over the past while. I went from having a blog with a dark blue background to one with a rather interesting burst of pink and green lights, then for awhile my blog sported a pretty picture of an airplane, which in turn was followed by the rather short lived image of a coffee mug. And now, I have a rather exciting image of some birds taking flight. I think it will stay this way for a very long time.
I quite like this image, you see. So I suppose I will stick with it for as long as possible.

Thank you for caring, and for reading my pathetic piece of poetry for the day.

May.

And now for an interlude...

I will now momentarily forget the otherwise poetic and artistic nature of my blog to post some information about myself and my surroundings. To do this, I shall need to explain a few things.
First and foremost, I must let on that I am a Christian. (Although I dislike using that word to describe my beliefs, it's the only straightforward way to phrase it; and at times like these I find it best to be straightforward. I would usually take the scenic conversational route and say that I have not a religion, but a reality and that if you were to define my reality in a single word it would be Christian.)
Secondarily I must let on that while I am a Christian, (there goes that word again) I am still an artist and a teenager, complete with the typical teenage hormones and emotions and therefore will write as such. My apologies if you are offended or think me inappropriate. Actually, no apologies, God made me hormonal and I like it that way.
Next, (and finally) I need to inform you all that I have written this all due to the fact that I have been at a camp for pastor's families all week. (OH YES, did I mention that my father is a pastor?) Anyways. I presented the last poem at this camp and told a lot of people about my blog(s). (check out my other blog here) But now my mom is concerned that the God-fearing people of Pastor's Camp will be shocked and appalled by the stuff that is on here.

Happy reading....
Ciao
May.

I have a policy by the way...

A policy which I haven't mentioned yet: I'm not editing these posts at all. Once posted, my posts are final. There's no going back and changing things. I might delete posts, but I'm not doing touch ups. This is a writing experiment. I'm writing whatever I feel or want to write about, and then I'm leaving it there. Everything is as it was the first time round, no second comings, no rough drafts.
This is me. Unfiltered, unaltered, although perhaps a little one-sided.
Just thought I'd mention that.

Everything

Everything I seem to post lately is poetry or prose. I'm getting a bit bored of it, but I'm not sure I have the energy to write a good short story.
Everything I've posted recently has been rather negative. None of it reflects the insanely happy vibes I'm feeling right now.
Everything I've been up to these days has kept me away from the computer. I haven't posted too much recently, and what I hhave posted has all been posted relatively close together.
Everything I'm feeling right now is not coming out as easily as I'd hoped it would. My emotions don't want to leave my mind today.

Anyways... I'm going to be really busy this week (so I probably won't manage to post much), prepping for my upcoming trip to Japan. (I'm leaving next Saturday.) While I'm in Japan, I'll be posting as frequently as possible. Most of what I post will be about what we've been doing, where we are, some pictures, etc. I'm going with some kids from my school (it's a school trip, there will be teachers as well), so I'll be posting to keep folks back home updated.

Yeah... that covers just about everything.
Oh, and, Happy Mother's Day. :)

In light of the last post

Time is slipping away from me.
It's been almost a month since I've managed to post. I'm a busy person, what else can I say? There's a lot on my plate and even more on my mind. But I'll be posting more over the next while, I think. Maybe a post later this week. :)

I was reading through my blog the other day

I realized that all but one of my posts in the new year have been about love and emotions. They haven't really been a very good representation of me, in fact, they make me sound pretty emotional. Which I'm not. So I figure that somehow I shall have to publish something that sounds a little more authentic. A post that will show off my artistic flair and rather caustic sense of humor.
Maybe something that demonstrates that I'm not just another depressed, irrational/ clueless, lonely single girl looking for love. Instead I'm a somewhat disillusioned, intellectual, single girl who wishes that every guy on the planet would get a clue. But still.
I don't know what to say. I still sound like I have some bizarre emotional complex.
Anyways, I'll have to come up with something other than love to post about soon. Maybe I'll just whip out a post with a bunch of random poetic phrases and statements in various different fonts and text sizes. Hmmm. We'll see.
TTFN ^w^

Added on February 15th =>
I think I might also start posting some random questions. Maybe once a month. I'll limit myself to fifteen questions per post, and either I will answer them in the following posts or if someone else has an interesting answer they can comment.
I also feel the insane need to discuss philosophy and theology. There should be some random posts about each from time to time. Yeah, that's pretty much it; as usually happens with one of my brainstorming posts, I have no clue how I should end this. I guess I'll just cut the live feed.
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Time For A Different Kind of Post

Well, with no followers and no friends to ask to read my blog, I might just stop writing... But I'm enjoying myself a little and thus far my blog has been a way to get a little tension off my back. I just don't know how I feel about it being visible to the whole wide world of internet users. After all, everything I write has a little piece of me tucked inside of it, and so I wind up feeling a little vulnerable.
Writing my heart out is certainly not an option.
And it's not doing much for my lackluster sense of self-confidence.
So, long story written up in short, I might just end my blog. It's not exactly my thing, and in case anyone hasn't noticed, I haven't managed to post once a week. Not at all.
So I might take up photojournalism. In fact, that sounds like a great plan, with only one minor flaw: I'm not so great a photographer.
In the end, I'm pretty sure I'll keep the blog. I am on the whole a rather indecisive person, and generally speaking that means that once I start doing something I continue doing it. Something in this case being keeping up a blog.
So, yes, I'll continue. I suppose.

....
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I suppose.

The Blog Concept.

Well, this blogging thing isn't going as well as I'd hoped. But, as with all aspects of my life, I am determined not to give up on this blog. From here on out I am going to post one short story or poem a week. No matter what, I solemnly vow to post. (Unless I get run over, my computer crashes, the sky starts raining dairy trucks, or the world ends, etc.) Nothing, not my mother, not my homework, not my messy room, nor my need to use the necessary will get in the way of my blog. (Save the previously mentioned trials.) You can hold me accountable. I mean it. You can expect to see my next post by tomorrow.

A More Or Less New Idea.

The title is a little misleading. My idea isn't new, it's more like.... recycled. I've decided to quit posting random nothings about my life, and will now commence to post random nothings about some other people's lives. Actually, I'm more likely to just post random stuff that I've written and have decided is worth reading. Like poetry and free verse-ish stuff. Maybe a few short stories. And if anyone happens upon my blog and feels the need to give me feedback, that would be great! So... yeah. My posts should start coming soon.
TTFN

Before Photography

So here it is, my second post. Lame, I know, but it will have to do. I use a computer in Photography class, so occasionally I'll get a chance to check or post on my blog. I'm not so sure about the photography thing, I'm not the best with a camera. But I'll have to deal with it, Photography was the only elective I could get in the block I needed it in. I actually have nothing more to say. Isn't that sad? But I needed a way to pass the time, and I checked my email before leaving home this morning..... and... oh wait, the teacher is calling the roll: time for Photography! :S

This whole... blogging thing.

I have to be honest about it, I gave up on blogging years ago. I can try again and again to reliably publish posts, but it never works. I can't even keep a normal journal. But now, I think I'll try.
On second though, I know I'll try. I want to. I feel like puting a part of my heart out so that everyone in the world can see it. I'm sick of hiding myself behind a sheet of glass that marks where I end and where everything else begins. It's time for me to be a little stupid, a little off-beat, a little different, a little bit more like me. So make like those folks in the lion king: and be prepared! ^v^