August 6th, 2007

KK with Kanji

The Daddy's out of town and Mama can't sleep blues....

Never sleep all that good when he's out of town.  Did my usual 3:30 in the morning hot flash.

Yesterday was not too bad, though.  I managed to write one narrative and one tanka poem, and keep up with the dishes. 

It was too cloudy to take pics, so I went to the local music/book store and bought  3 cds  and a copy of Bullfinch's Mythology (the one that has the age of chivalry stuff in it...so I have handy retellings of the Arthurian stuff, the Roland stuff and other medieval stuff. ),.

I want to get a new copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales.  Maybe I'll order it from Amazon instead of popping down to Borders.  Hard for me to get out of Borders for under $100 dollars.  I am such a book geek.
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KK with Kanji

One thing my profs always used to tell me...

One thing my profs always used to tell me was that I was succinct in my writing. I often had to play around with font, linespacing and margins to make my slightly too short term papers look long enough. I am normally best at poetry and flash fiction of under 300 words.

So I thought I would play aroun with the latest Issekiwa's challenge. Guess what? I couldn't write it short enough. I did write a poem on it, but when I turned to prose, my first draft was 500 words long and didn't quite yet say it right. It would be a little longer before I finished.

I will say, I am first and foremost a poet and a tech writer, and haven't really tried to do much in the way of prose fiction, but I enjoy stretching, too, and sometimes, poetry is too succinct.

Well, any way, for what it's worth, here's the piece:

The Promise

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KK with Kanji

Kouga's Complaint

Life ain't fair, the wolf prince would complain.
"First the harpies tried to drive me insane,
killing my pack and then I meet her-
but she's stuck with that mangy cur,
and nothing I can do could set her free,
And then Naraku tries to devour me
All for those stupid shards.

"Life ain't fair, I tell ya," he likes to moan --
It's not like he doesn't have a woman of his own -
A feisty red-head tribal leader and pups to boot
She sure doesn't like the stories they shoot
Across the internet, so every body knows
What scheme them fan girls have with their little shows.
Some days, he thinks Ayame's going' to kill him.

"Life ain't fair," he tells me, crying on the phone
When he sees the latest story, with a loud angry groan.
"Yaoi!" he gripes. "Rapist and stalker and goon,
This is what they make me, howling at the moon.
Sesshoumaru gets to kill me sometime, or even that mangy mutt,
Although sometimes I get to be a good guy, kicking Youkai butt.
But I'm tired of it all" he tells me before hanging up.

"Well get a lawyer," I tell him, tired of his whine,
Whimpering about how bad it is, his endless line.
"Sue 'em.  Let the lawyers make some noise and shout--
Nobody else will pay attention since RT wrote your character out.
Enjoy your retirement.  Move to Idaho --
Wolves are doing well there, don't ya know.
You might catch an elk."
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