“When I get a little money I buy books; and if any is left I buy food and clothes.”
Desiderius Erasmus
I love to buy books. When my house finally sinks into the North Texas clay, it will be from the weight of books. Were I win the lottery, a large portion of it would go toward building a library room and filling it... Even when I finally get a Kindle, I will never completely divest myself of good old paper books.
In the original Star Trek series, I would be the curmudgeonly lawyer who defends James Kirk in "Court Martial". The one who lovingly keeps books around even though the entire literary compilation of humankind is contained on one of those cheesy plastic "clipboards" the buxom blonde ensigns are always carrying :)
But what I don't like is to pay full price for a book. Books have gotten outrageously expensive, unless they are basic trade paperbacks. And if you need any kind of specialty book, you are going to pay out the nose....
Which means that one of my absolute favorite places in the entire universe is Half-Price Books. I can spend hours there. I especially like the clearance sections, where I might pick up 5 or 6 good books for 5 bucks. The problem with Half-Price, though, is that you never know what you might find when you go there. It is not a store conducive to the search for a particular book.
And, therefore, when it happens that way, it really is a joy for a bibliophile!
I recently posted that I have begun to have a renewed interest in writing poetry, but that I wanted to write old-fashioned metrical forms rather than the free verse that I learned growing up. I have struggled, however, to gain some traction in this endeavor. There is a great book that I wanted that would help me with the various forms, but it is more money than I wanted to spend.
And then I found, at Half-Price, not that book, but an even better book that provides very detailed instructions and guidance on writing poetic forms, helping with the complicated matter of meter, which is what I struggle with the most. And so I ended up getting an even better book for about 1/4 of the price of the book I was originally seeking!
For someone who loves to find book bargains, it doesn't get much better than that!
Desiderius Erasmus
I love to buy books. When my house finally sinks into the North Texas clay, it will be from the weight of books. Were I win the lottery, a large portion of it would go toward building a library room and filling it... Even when I finally get a Kindle, I will never completely divest myself of good old paper books.
In the original Star Trek series, I would be the curmudgeonly lawyer who defends James Kirk in "Court Martial". The one who lovingly keeps books around even though the entire literary compilation of humankind is contained on one of those cheesy plastic "clipboards" the buxom blonde ensigns are always carrying :)
But what I don't like is to pay full price for a book. Books have gotten outrageously expensive, unless they are basic trade paperbacks. And if you need any kind of specialty book, you are going to pay out the nose....
Which means that one of my absolute favorite places in the entire universe is Half-Price Books. I can spend hours there. I especially like the clearance sections, where I might pick up 5 or 6 good books for 5 bucks. The problem with Half-Price, though, is that you never know what you might find when you go there. It is not a store conducive to the search for a particular book.
And, therefore, when it happens that way, it really is a joy for a bibliophile!
I recently posted that I have begun to have a renewed interest in writing poetry, but that I wanted to write old-fashioned metrical forms rather than the free verse that I learned growing up. I have struggled, however, to gain some traction in this endeavor. There is a great book that I wanted that would help me with the various forms, but it is more money than I wanted to spend.
And then I found, at Half-Price, not that book, but an even better book that provides very detailed instructions and guidance on writing poetic forms, helping with the complicated matter of meter, which is what I struggle with the most. And so I ended up getting an even better book for about 1/4 of the price of the book I was originally seeking!
For someone who loves to find book bargains, it doesn't get much better than that!
- Mood:
chipper
Lately, I have gotten a serious bug to get back into writing poetry. I was a fairly serious poet in high school (Thank you, Mr. Joseph Wilson, Creative Writing/Humanities teacher my senior year), and even served as the editor of the Senior poetry publication for my school.
In the intervening years between those heady days and the encroachment of middle-age, however, the poems have been rather sparsely scattered. The last poem of any real work and revision came at the time of my engagement to my beautiful wife-- I wrote a rather long ballad poem that for the proposal, and it ended up being set to music by her brother and sung at the reception.
With that exception and the occasional haiku jotted in the journal, one can pretty much sum up my life poetic as pathetic.
Time to change that.
As the Muse sticks her cattle prod into my hindquarters, though, there has been one rather interesting twist: I matriculated into poetry in a world of free verse and blank verse... it is rather the dominant form over the last century. It is certainly what I know the most, and is by far the most popular in the current day.
So, of course, what do I do? I want to go back to some traditional forms. Maybe it's the Tolkien lover in me... all of his 'rhyming' poetry embedded in his works. Maybe it's the budding musician in me, desiring to write poetry within the constraints of rhyme, rhythm and meter, or maybe it's just me wanting to be different. Any of the reasons works as far as I'm concerned.
There is one small problem, though... I'm not terribly versed on the canon of traditional forms other than the haiku, which we Westerners really only attempt facsimiles of anyway, since English is not Japanese.
So, as I endeavor to embark on this trek through Thumb-my-nose-at-the-rest-of-the-world-L and, I have hit the library and gathered a pile of books to learn about traditional forms. I'm very excited about this process. It's going to be fun.
But don't expect to see much of the efforts on this blog... I don't expect to make the results available to many besides myself. At this stage in my life, doing this is for my soul and spirit, not for reading at poetry slams or cafes or attempts at publishing.
Some rebel, huh? Go against the grain but never let anyone see the results! LOL
In the intervening years between those heady days and the encroachment of middle-age, however, the poems have been rather sparsely scattered. The last poem of any real work and revision came at the time of my engagement to my beautiful wife-- I wrote a rather long ballad poem that for the proposal, and it ended up being set to music by her brother and sung at the reception.
With that exception and the occasional haiku jotted in the journal, one can pretty much sum up my life poetic as pathetic.
Time to change that.
As the Muse sticks her cattle prod into my hindquarters, though, there has been one rather interesting twist: I matriculated into poetry in a world of free verse and blank verse... it is rather the dominant form over the last century. It is certainly what I know the most, and is by far the most popular in the current day.
So, of course, what do I do? I want to go back to some traditional forms. Maybe it's the Tolkien lover in me... all of his 'rhyming' poetry embedded in his works. Maybe it's the budding musician in me, desiring to write poetry within the constraints of rhyme, rhythm and meter, or maybe it's just me wanting to be different. Any of the reasons works as far as I'm concerned.
There is one small problem, though... I'm not terribly versed on the canon of traditional forms other than the haiku, which we Westerners really only attempt facsimiles of anyway, since English is not Japanese.
So, as I endeavor to embark on this trek through Thumb-my-nose-at-the-rest-of-the-world-L
But don't expect to see much of the efforts on this blog... I don't expect to make the results available to many besides myself. At this stage in my life, doing this is for my soul and spirit, not for reading at poetry slams or cafes or attempts at publishing.
Some rebel, huh? Go against the grain but never let anyone see the results! LOL
- Mood:
amused
