Friday, January 1, 2010

New Year's agenda

It's day one of 2010. Time to cleanup my place, make some buttermilk pancakes (mmm...nummy!), and do a lot of writing.

But there is a New Year's Day tradition that must be followed: TWILIGHT ZONE MARATHON!

"To Serve Man", "Time Enough at Last", "Mirror Image"... ah the classics. For all the luster of today's special effects driven entertainment, you cannot beat great storytelling.

I'm talking simple black and white, character driven stories. Can't top them. It's no wonder that all the attempts to revive The Twilight Zone series have bombed. If you don't have a master storyteller who writes pure and honestly, you just get forgettable dreck.

I can get Heritage Fields done this month. Writing is kind of like laundry. If you are disciplined, you can spread the work out over time. When you slack off, it piles up.

Today's objective: Keep writing as long as classic The Twilight Zone is on. Gonna be a long, enjoyable day!

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Flame and Bone

When I was made from fire
Poured into the tender vessel of caution
That keeps my smoke from rising
Quickly did I discover that apart from crisp drizzles or falling snow
The world chilled my touched
Walking the narrow cornered gap between girders and cut stone
One learns to tuck his shoulders in or risk
Jostling a neighbor passing by rapt with want
For a clear path without the distraction
Of another man's boiling eyes
The tip of a finger
That oldest of all weapons
Grown deadlier and pristine in its invention
Gathers a mote of a cinder on its bare flesh
And turns pondering how best to scratch the impious itch
Prying open the tender seam
Where the oil of thought dews
Offering a new wick to ignite
Squirming alive as a salamander of mischief
That yearns for a taste of air it is so ready to devour
The steam of breath betrays me
Before the glint of orange spreads
In popping bright waves
Eroding the fibers feeding it
Leaving naught but ash
As my shell of quietude falls away