Two nourishing places that I've been online recently:
To celebrate National Poetry Month, Susan Taylor Brown
has been posting "poems modeled on other poems. This is a great
exercise in the classroom, especially for students (or adults) who are
intimidated by the idea of writing poetry. What you do is pick a model,
or mentor poem, and then write your own version of the poem." I love the
directions she has taken with this. For example, if you remember the
William Carlos Williams poem about the plums in the icebox, try Susan's take, which manages to suggest a novel's worth of story in just 28 words.
And this post by Jim Hines on "Living the Dream"
reminds me that I, too, am living my dream, and I have much to be
thankful for. Yes, I could wish for more. I could wish that I were a
household-name writer like JK Rowling. But honestly? There's a line in
my first book where one character says, "If you're lucky, you should
know you're lucky." Writing books is a strange roller-coaster of an
avocation. It's not for the squeamish or the impatient. But it's still
pretty awesome, and I know I'm lucky. As Jim Hines says, that doesn't
mean that it isn't work. Writing success doesn't fall from the sky into
one's upturned palm. It's work, but (often) happy work.