I have admitted in the past that I was a 'seasonal writer,' a person who only writes a lot during certain periods of the year. I'm not sure if this is because I like to push the limits of creativity, but the more I think about it, my muse tends to only come out of its' shell during the months of November, April, and July: the months that consist of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), and its' more flexible cousin, Camp NaNoWriMo. I did explore February Album Writing Month (FAWM) once, but I did not meet the intended goal for the month, my muse regressing to the traditional three months affiliated with the official writing challenges put on by The Office of Letters and Light. However, I'm once again, embarking on a writing challenge that will test my muse's comfort level outside of its' norm.
Tomorrow marks the first of October, and with it, the commencement of the 2017 edition of October Poetry Writing Month (OctPoWriMo). The objective of this particular challenge is to compose 31 poems within the 31 days of the calendar's most famous autumnal month. As someone who has written poetry before under a set of self-imposed parameters, the opportunity to partake in such a writing objective is something I eagerly anticipate. Especially when these parameters are less-imposing than the ones I had set for myself in the past. (For reference purposes, I penned my C. D. Melley persona's Stanzas from the Sunshine in 5 weeks, writing 4 poems a day on average.)
However, unlike my poetry collections of the past, where real-life (read: a 40-hour work week) was not present, I am being mindful of such a time restriction this time around. Having said that, I will do my best to write the best reflective poetry (the style my poems usually emulates) I can over the course of the next 31 days. As such, my blog page will be updating daily over the next month with these creative outlets. Considering how stressful my day job can be some days, this could make for some interesting verses to appear. I just hope I can calm down from any of stress triggers before I allow my muse to take over for the day.
So stay tuned, Day 1's poem will be cropping up tomorrow, and I hope y'all will enjoy my muse's prose over the next 31 days.