Yestereday, the professor gave us our first assignment – choose a person, real or fictional, and describe him/her using unusal metaphor. As an example, he gave us a copy of “Not the Furniture Game” by Simon Armitage, a poet I had never heard of. I had planned on concentrating on fiction writing, but I’m not sure now. I enjoy writing poetry, so I may go that route – or a bit of both. Nonetheless, I naturally chose to write about my grandmother, Anna Louise Brady aka MeeMaw, whose picture graces this blog. It’s rathere intimidating to share a rough draft of a poetry/fiction piece here, so if you leave comments (and please feel free to!) be kind. So far, here’s a section of what I have:
Her eyelids were sheets twisted by a nightmare.
Her hair, swan feathers floating on a pond.
Her eyes, the Challenger Deep
Her hands, seat belts
Her hugs, steam showers.
Her wisdom, the Willy Wonka Gobstopper
Her compassion, a worn quilt
Her death, Ragnorok.
On a more personal note: I did NOT get lost too much today. Just twice and on campus, so it only took an extra few steps to find my way back to right path.
Checked out 2 books from the library. Sniffed about 15 books. I know, I have a problem.
Enjoyed a lovely lunch with fellow UMSL students and Dr. Wall – thank you.
Disovered THERE’S A WHISKEY TOUR in Galway!! It isn’t a drinking or distillery tour, but rather has a small tasting at the end complete with traditional music. It focuses on whiskey’s influence on the economy and culture. There is also a culinary tour which looks amazing, but is a bit pricey. Still. Food. Yum. This weekend I might go to Connemara with some other fun folks.
Tomorrow is Solstice – Sunrise will be at 5:08 a.m. and sunset is at 10:07 (that’s just sunset – not actual dark night!!) allowing for almost 17 hours of true daylight as compared to roughly 14 hours and 45 minutes of true daylight in the St. Louis area. I haven’t figured out the whole sleeping thing yet, but maybe this has something to do with it. Tonight – ear plugs, a sleep mask, an extra pillow, and hope for the best.
Tomorrow evening, I may try to walk into Galway – I want to see the bay for the Solstice – grab some dinner, and maybe purchase a bottle of whiskey to bring back to my room. (Yes, I checked, this is perfectly fine as long as no one gets stupid drunk.)
I’ve made a new friend as well. He’s come to visit every morning so far. I shall name him Freddie.