I have been taking myself to the woodshed lately over not writing enough new poems. My time management strategy is akin to how certain colleges schedule a gigantic lecture class of 350 students in an auditorium that seats 200. Unfortunately, all of the students who would usually skip are in attendance, in my time management strategy, instead of staying home with hangovers and lazing in front of reruns. Hence, this has not been a very productive semester so far, in the writing department.
I used to have a job making cappuccinos for people. I could make them with a lovely flourish on top, sometimes the eerie likeness of an apple in the foam. However, when I was not working, the last thing I wanted to do was make coffee, or hang out at the local java junction with friends and eat biscotti. I don't want my attitude toward poetry to reflect my past attitude toward coffee.
Mostly, it doesn't. Reading poems and talking about poems makes me spend an awful lot of time thinking about poetry, and loving it. I thank universe every day that this is what I get to do for a living. But the majority of my time is spent thinking about other people's poems (yeah, you know me). Sometimes I wonder if making coffee, or working a non-poetry related job, is easier on a writer's psyche.
I know that I should just make poetry a priority. I should send some of those 350 metaphorical students packing (in real life, I only have 28 students total, and I would never give them their walking papers). I have to feel it, though. I can't force myself. And sometimes I have to get all of the other tasks done before I feel okay.
Anyway, dear readers, those who pay the rent with poetry-related activity, or non-poetry-related activity, how do you keep going? What makes you channel energy into writing poems, rather than into vacuuming cat hair off the basement stairs?
As a final note, I took the above picture today and accidentally made it the wallpaper on my Blackberry. That must have some kind of significance. Probably to remind me that I need to write a poem.