You read my 30-minute-terrible-picture-book in response to the first weekly challenge, and I posted my pitch for the second week's challenge as a comment on the "As The Eraser Burns" blog.
This week, I'm playing catch-up and tackling weeks three and four at once:
Challenge #3 was to write a poem. I used to love writing poetry (I even won a couple of awards and got 2 poems accepted into an anthology when I was in high school), but I put that away when I graduated. For some reason, I told myself that grown-ups don't express themselves through poetry... or maybe I just thought my poetry was too juvenile.
Either way, I've been itching to pick up my poetry notebook again in recent months. The main character in my current novel is a poet, though she's too shy to share her writing with anyone. Of course, stepping into her shoes on a daily basis as I write made me want to be a poet again. I wanted to give Alaina's poems a chance to be heard. So I was excited to see this challenge.
I don't know if it's what they expected when they issued the challenge, but I stepped into Alaina's shoes and wrote a poem.
The world outside my window
is dull and brown.
A single sparrow flutters
on a bare branch.
Then, the fog rolls in and earth
is a new place.
I open my door and step
out into Heaven.
That was fun! I've missed writing poetry, and since I still have trouble expressing my poetic side in my own grown-up voice, I think I may step into Alaina's skin again in the future to write another verse or two...
Challenge #4 (this week's challenge) was much more scary. The challenge was for writers to illustrate and illustrators to write. I imagine that it wasn't as challenging for the illustrators, because most artists I know are inherent storytellers, but for me, this was a little beyond terrifying. I always say that I write because I have an artistic mind, but not a single artistic bone in my hands. But I promised myself I'd fulfill every challenge, so illustrate I must. The challenge: draw a portrait of your main character.
Before I could take up my story pencil and apply it to drawing paper instead of my comfortable spiral notebook, I made my artist husband promise that he would draw a real picture of Alaina that I can post on the blog - so people will know what she's supposed to look like. (He said he will. That picture should be coming soon - I hope!)
My picture turned out better than I thought it would, so I'm excited. Maybe I do have one artistic bone in my hand after all :)