…and coming up kinda goopy.
I’m not that good at poetry. I don’t consider myself a poet. I have written a few poems over the past few years, but I don’t see myself being published or inspiring anyone with my verse.
The Accentuate Dimensions book needs a few good poems, however, and I am trying to whip something up. Since it is in the fantasy genre, I considered penning some epic tale of heroic deeds and adventures, but I think there is a line limit, so that won’t work. Besides I only have 1.5 weeks to get my Vampire Santa story done, and I do need to make headway on both my novel and novella by the end of the month as well. They both have to be done by Christmas without a doubt.
So… my fantasy poem turned into a vaguely humorous free-verse about some kids playing a RPG in the basement of one of their houses. As it stand right now, it rather stinks, but I think I could do a little polishing. I’ll probably make it rhyme. For some reason, I like rhyming.
Back to work!