haiku | Perle Champion

My pen My wand

24 Jan 2013 Leave a comment

by Perle Champion in Blog 365 Challenge, Blogging from A to Z, haiku

my pen casts words cross
pale blue lines creating worlds
oh my pen my wand

I love the feel of my pen on the page. I’ve always written by hand. Is it my age? I think not. I’m not alone in this. The pen is gaining on iPad, laptop, desktop for the writer on the run, who scribbles their first ideas, outlines, characterizations on a notebook in their pocket, a napkin…

I carry my journal everywhere and currently am jotting down character traits, locations, ideas, possible plots for my wip.

The beauty of writing first drafts by hand, is when I type it up later – voila – second draft. Gotta love it.

66 days and counting

23 Jan 2013 Leave a comment

by Perle Champion in Blog 365 Challenge, haiku, Retirement

my aerie a perch
to watch comings and goings
leaves grow fade fall

This old 4-plex was built in the 30’s or 40’s with big sprawling rooms, windows everywhere. Actually it’s bigger than I need, but the only place that met all my criteria after losing my last home to fire on 2/12/11.

The little bistro in one corner of the screened in balcony is perfect for me, my coffee, and laptop. One chair for me the other for cat Jazmine.

The loveseat on the opposite side is for reading, relaxing, editing, journaling or just patting Jazmine and watching the street below.

I’ve covered the screen with plastic to keep winter cold at bay.

J called and reminded me to get cracking on the Journaling e-book. I do need someone to crack the whip, I seem to be coasting as if I had all time time in the world. But at 66 days and counting before i retire, I need to get on the stick. I have to get these income streams into place to supplement my ssa.

I’m ready to dust off a few dreams

22 Jan 2013 Leave a comment

by Perle Champion in Blog 365 Challenge, changing course, haiku, Retirement

dreams ride the wind through
windows I’ve thrown wide open
no pillow needed

I feel that time is running out and it’s now or never to dust off a few dreams and follow them.

So, I turned in my notice today. I’m retiring from the day job come March 30.

I only go in 4 days a week, but it’s a stressful 4 days for me now. Maybe it’s age, but I think it’s more than that. I feel caged in – It’s like spring fever, but for a whole year now.

Whatever the reason, it’s the job not my coworkers. They’re good, sweet, ethical, hardworking folks. It is I. I have to move on for me and for no other reason.

My entitlement (and I am entitled to it) is more than enough to cover monthly bills. My income from all my sidelines will be gravy.

I’m working at various income streams. Beyond the e-books, the first of which will launch end of this month, there’s my painting and freelance work.

I used to sell my art regularly. Having lost everything in the fire, though, I’ve had to buy supplies and start from scratch. I’ve started on a series of colored pieces for now in various media. I’ll need at least 3 or 4 to pitch to galleries and a least a dozen to hang a show.