Everything is going a bit mental in the U.K. right now, isn’t it? And everywhere, I mean, but the U.K. right now specifically. It’s difficult to figure out what I should be doing right now – I’ve been working today on a post about writing exercises to try out in quarantine, but it feels a bit silly to be thinking about that, of all things, in the current situation. I’ll probably put that post, or something like it, out later in the week. As for now – I still have commitments to my wonderfully supportive patrons, and I intend to keep those commitments.
So here’s today’s thing – the latest addition to the workshop! It’s another poem (there’ll be prose added to the workshop at some point in the future, I swear), this time written with the help of the Line By Line Poetry Generator. I’ve been having a lot of fun with procedurally-generated poetry recently, which I’ll be talking about more in that other post, but for now all you need to know is that the generator spits out random sequences of words and phrases from the works of Edgar Allan Poe, letting you arrange these phrases into (poe)try at your leisure. I used the generator to create a starting point for this month’s workshop poem, which is available for patrons right now! It’s appropriately spooky, given the source material.
That’s all for now – I’ll speak to you again soon, dear reader, but until then I hope you remain healthy, happy, and safe. With love,