Entangled Update April 11, 2012

Last week I gave you the list of poems that would go into the first section of the book, my twenties. I asked each of you to vote on which poem you would like to see as a preview and the poem “Master of Illusion” was the one chosen.
I wrote the Master of Illusions when I was fighting worries about feeding three children. At that time, I decided that I could either worry about the money — thus becoming its prisoner — or I could continue walking forward trusting that all would work out.
Success and Progress

This is my weekly update on my freelance journey. It is my hope that through these updates you will learn about some of the places that accept freelance writers and learn how the journey progresses. It also is another way I am striving to keep myself accountable.
Dorrance Publishing Co, Inc.: I am currently reading Gandhi’s List of Social Sins, Lessons in Truth by Frank Woolever. I am only on page 32, but thus far I am very impressed with both the presentation of the material and the style it is written in. It starts with a short intro to Gandhi that definitely made me hungry for more. Unfortunately, Mr. Woolever died in 2010 so unless he has further writings that have not been released, I will have to find another author who gives a good biography of Gandhi.
Entangled Update April 4, 2012

I am in the process of sorting through the poems and selecting which ones will go in each section. If you remember from the last update the sections are going to be: Sherril, Sheri and Arizona – each nickname for a different decade of life, the twenties, the thirties and the forties. Below are the poems for “Sherril”.
Entangled

Three Decades of Poetry From the Rose Garden of Life
This book has literally been written over three decades of my life and is now near completion. I think the Forward of the book best explains my direction with this project.
The Poet’s Candle

A poet’s attempt to write through a writers block by describing the only available object on her desk. Is she a tragic figure or the holder of a wonderful imagination?


