Beth Camp Historical Fiction

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

#6 Deadlines

No one saw the long hours.
I could never have done that, they said
and waited for more.
And more years passed,
each one a matter of balance
this with that,
an office without a window,
too many clocks,
too many meetings,
endless, then an end.
Pop.
Out.
Done.
I watch hummingbirds instead,
admire the yellow-crowned sparrow,
and make deadlines for myself.

I'm working without internet access this week and hope to keep up with April's poems. Sunday Scribblings' prompt this week is simply deadlines. My own writing comes along steadily; I'll begin sending queries out in May.

4 comments:

  1. Oh man, I've lived that life.

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  2. Anonymous4:23 PM

    Oooh, this is inspiring me not settle and keep working toward my own "Pop. Out. Done." Yes!! I'm in the middle of novel revisions myself and wish you stamina and inspiration with yours, and above all, fun!
    Kate

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  3. Trying to do both but working toward the latter :)

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