I realized upon looking through my poetry that I’ve written a lot of poems about getting dumped. Now it’s been a long time since I’ve been dumped. Suzy and I have been married for almost 14 years now, and we’ve been together for about 15, but some of those old memories come flooding back when it comes time to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard, as the case may be). And besides, right now for me it’s about the exercise of writing, the discipline of writing something every day (I do give myself weekends off) that leads me to dredge up old memories and spew them onto paper.
I’ve written a ton in the past couple of years, almost 400 articles for PokerNews, at an average of 600-700 words per article, but most of that stuff all followed a formula. This guy bet, this guy raised, all the money went in and the cards looked like this. This guy scooped a huge pot whie this guy got his dreams shattered. That kind of thing. The exercise of writing poetry and/or fiction every day is something I haven’t done in a long time, so even though I’m dredging up a bunch of old stuff, and even though a fair chunk of what I’m turning out is pure crap, it’s important enough for me to continue with the exercise. So that’s what you’re getting, random spewage from my writing exercises. Some of it hasn’t been bad. Unpolished, but not awful. Some of it has been crap. You’ll have that. I’m trying to get the muscles working again more than anything, so welcome, I hope you enjoy the ride.
