About Me

So, already you know that I like puns.  Apple-a-day and all that.  Or maybe you didn't see it.  Maybe you don't know that "pomme" is French for "apple," or maybe you do, and you actually speak French really well.  So well, in fact, that it would never occur to your mind to pronounce “pomme” with such awful English ignorance that it might sound a bit like “poem.” 

I like multiple meanings, and am fascinated with language in general – and language upon closer inspection.  Sometimes it’s a thing I think about.  Sometimes it enters discussion.  And sometimes it doesn’t enter my thoughts at all.  And often I like to be annoying and bring up technicalities like how my very thoughts are made up of a kind of language, and then there’s written language, spoken language, body language, communication at its most basic, and brought to some elevated form.  Restricting and ever-expanding. (Ooo. There’s a contradiction. I like those, too.)

Anyway, back to “About Me.”  I could have changed that title. I almost did when I knew this would be less of a profile and more of a description of this blog and my plans and intentions.  But who is “Me?”  The only me you’re likely to ever know will be the face of this blog.  Unless of course my only readers remain the few friends I choose to tell about this endeavour.  For the time being, this “Me” is the blog and author, separate and together.  There I go with silly double meanings again.  (As you know, I know some French.  Perhaps I should’ve gone with “double entendre.”)  

I plan to write a poem a day.  It’s something I think I need.  If I want to write, I need to do it.  I need to improve, and I need some further reason that helps me do it – just look at all the junk food I eat, all the procrastination I do; I have no willpower, and no focus.  So here I will post a poem a day.  An apple a day is supposed to be good for you, healthy, keeping the doctor away (then again, I don’t really want to keep The Doctor away – I love that show!).  I need to write everyday.  I should do it.  It will be good for me. Me as a writer, and as a person, and of course “Me,” the blog.  The blog is entirely dependent on my writing for life.  I stop – it dies. 

I’ll tell you right away that I’ll cheat.  I set myself no goal other than a poem a day.  Some will be ridiculously short.  Some might not look like actual poems.  Some will have been written ages ago, and brought out and posted to avoid making something new that day.  Some I might have already posted elsewhere. With all this disorder, you might not get any sense of my progress or development. Too bad.  I hope to post some good poems, to post some good writing. Some will be enjoyable, hopefully.  And some will be truly terrible, I can guarantee that.  The point is to make myself write, and share, and hopefully get some helpful comments from strangers on the internet.  

I don’t know how long I’ll manage to put up an actual poem each day.  We’ll see