Inspiration Blogfest

I’ve been informed that today is Inspiration Blogfest. I am supposed to post a sort of prompt that will somehow inspire other to write. Hmm.

I’m no good at poetry. Believe me, I’ve tried, but it’s no use. I enjoy reading it, though, and here’s a poem by Shelley that we’ve probably all had to read at some point in our schooling. It’s titled “Ozymandias.”

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear —
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.’

Ozymandias is the Greek name for Ramses II, and so this poem also appeals to my love of ancient history. Go and do with it what you will.

Submitting

It’s been a while, but today I polished a couple old short stories and submitted each to a potential publisher. Wish me luck!

I have a lot of older stuff that, with some elbow grease, could possibly find homes in print somewhere. And so many current projects going on, too, but not enough uninterrupted time to get as much done in any one go as I’d like. The best time would be evenings, once the kids are in bed, but by then I’m beat. What I need is a writing vacation! Which is to say, a vacation–alone–during which I focus on my work. Backwards, perhaps, from the usual idea of a vacation, but for me it would be heavenly!

Trying to Decide . . .

. . . whether to spec out “The Obstructed View” or “A Society of Martlets” for my television script. A lot of people really like “The Obstructed View,” I think, but I’m having trouble managing a teaser for it since the story starts in media res. But it does have one of the funniest exchanges (the one between Sarah and Mrs. Hudson). “A Society of Martlets” would have to be stripped of the S/J stuff, but that wouldn’t actually be very difficult to do . . . Hmm . . .