of rain and words and wanderings
Typos. You've got to love them. Especially when they prowl in the paragraphs of your most important papers. I view it as a blessing when I'm required to read it one more time before the whole class: It's my last chance to spot that little monster and cross it out. I've had my fair share… Continue reading The March of the Typos
As I work through The Roar on the Other Side this year (amazing book on poetry, 10/10 recommend) I've been learning all types of poetry schemes, methods, and tropes. Some of them are fairly simple while others seem nearly impossible. Such as writing a poem with twenty six words, each one starting with a different… Continue reading A Pocketful of Palindrome Poetry
Good morning! It's a beautiful Friday and we are back with our next installment of Evelyn-finds-something-neat-about-poetry-and-comes-to-share-it on The Rain-Drenched Writer! Or, as my dad would say, "Have you heard Evelyn's new poem? She didn't write a single word!" Well, I am sure we are all glad to be here. If you are new to these… Continue reading Of Books and Binders and Book Binder Poetry
Last week's schedule was pretty full for me. Especially the first half in which I volunteered at a three day summer camp of twenty-five six to eight-year-olds. I sharpened hundreds of colored pencils, cut out tons of little continents, and rocked my fancy nametag. I assisted with map-tracing, paper-gluing, white-board-cleaning, and picture-book-reading, as well as… Continue reading The Imaginary Assistant Tag
I'm a writer, I'm a poet, I'm a chapter I've written. A character built out of nothing but my life and hands. They stain my pages because I bleed and wilt. I'm a writer, I'm a poet, I form worlds out of words and people out of trees. Watch me resurrect a dragon, a storm,… Continue reading i am a writer {poetry}
Sometimes inspiration rises from the everyday happenings that feel so forlorn and bland. Everyone has a unique experience and while they might overlook common formalities: another dinner, another drive, another drag of school. They can all be captured. The art of the poet is to see the beauty in the commonplace; to encompass and package… Continue reading Ode To The Family’s 2003 Chrysler Town & Country Minivan
Good evening, friends! Friday is here and I am later than normal with a post, but no matter. I have been gone most of the day, volunteering at a camp in a class of seven and eight-year-olds. Hence, I am a bit tired, but here to share some blackout poetry. I made these yesterday evening.… Continue reading Blackout Poetry
I have tried to write a sonnet many times, but this is the first time I have actually completed one. For those curious, a sonnet is a fourteen line poem, typically (for English) with ten syllables per line and an iambic pentameter (meter consisting of a pattern of unstress, stress, unstress, stress, etc.) However, there… Continue reading Easter Morning // of sonnets and such
In an age of needing to write 3000 words per day on a novel, tags come in handy for blogging. Thanks Ariel for the well-timed taggings! Both of these tags are focused around characters, and so let's dive right in! Tag #1 - The Heroes of LegendRules: Very graciously thank the blogger who tagged you.… Continue reading Tags Galore!
I had this strange moment of realization this week. All day I had been curling up in my cardigan to work on school in the freezing basement, but then, when I was called to help bring in groceries, to my surprise I stepped outside only to find it sunny and warm. I guess spring has… Continue reading 2019 Camp NaNoWriMo Update // week 2
the rain-drenched writer. 