The History of a Bootlegger

Bootlegger. One who makes, transports, or sells illegal or smuggles merchandise.

In the early days of the American merchant navy, sailors wore high, flared-top boots. On returning from overseas trips, when they came ashore they smuggled in illicit goods tucked inside their ample boot legs. The practice came to be known as bootlegging. The term was revived during the Prohibition Era (1919-1933) and referred almost exclusively to smuggling hard liquor, or to domestic making and selling of it.

(Information provided by “The Complete Footwear Dictionary: Second Edition” by Dr. William A. Rossi, 2000.)

A Day of Awards!!!

The Life is Good Award!

Selena, at The Enchanted Book, has been generous enough to award me with the Life is Good Award! I am quickly learning that Selena is a complete sweetheart who is passionate about her blog and BOOKS! She is also very attentive to her avid readers and commenters which, let me tell you, is not hard to become if just take a look at what she's doing! Thank you, Selena!

Here are the things you have to do when you get this award:

1. First, thank and link back to the person that gave the award.

2. Answer the 10 survey questions

3. Pass the award along to other bloggers whom you think are fantastic.

4. Contact the bloggers you have chosen to let them know about the award.
1.  If you blog anonymously, are you happy doing this?  If you aren't anonymous, do you wish you started out anonymously, so that you could be anonymous now?

No, I wouldn't want to blog anonymously just because I put so much of myself into my writing (especially my blog entries) that it wouldn't make sense not to put my name to it. Plus, I feel that people who have been reading my stuff for a while would know who was writing it anyway.

In addition, I like putting my name to the things I create. I'm never ashamed of them!

2.  Describe an incident that shows your inner stubborn side.

How about everything about my life! Stubborn is one of my middle names! Probably the most prevalent incidents occur when I am talking about grammar. I'm a technical freak and I like to know a lot. So, I will fight with someone over the use of a simple comma until someone has backed down or is bleeding. lol. (It's never come down to blood though.)

3.  What do you see when you really look at yourself in the mirror?

Someone who is still questioning many things. That's good and bad. I find it very helpful to question the future, like where will I be in 10 years, what will I eat tomorrow, where should the character in my book go next. However, I don't find it good to question the past, like why did I do that, could I have looked at that different? You can't change the past, just learn from it for the rest of your life. That's one reason why I love to study history! It's our greatest teacher.

4.  What is your favorite summer cold drink?

I really like frozen mochas! Coffee and chocolate are my two guilty pleasures.

5.  When you take time for yourself, what do you do?

I write and I read. (I'm stealing this answer from Selena!) I also love to watch movies. I have a huge collection and I like to watch things multiple times.

6.  Is there something that you still want to accomplish in your life?

Tons of stuff, from the really simple to some things that are really huge! I want to finish a novel manuscript, I want to write a short story that I actually like, I want to finish my resume, I want to graduate from school, I want to get a job I can enjoy and really expand my talents, I want to travel more, I want to fall in love, I want to bake a cookie that is both chewy and gooey instead of cakey, I want to know how to make soup, I want to beat Devil May Cry 2! And so much more!

7.  When you attended school, were you the class clown, the class overachiever, the shy person, or always ditching?

I was and still am an overachiever, but it came easily. I enjoyed reading and writing and learning. I got along with teachers really well and I had great friends. I was very shy too, but only around the people I didn't know very well. With my friends and in class I was fine.

8.  If you close your eyes and want to visualize a very poignant moment in your life, what would you see?

This would probably be the year my grandparents died. I lost both a grandma and grandpa within less than a year of each other. They were my first great losses and it took me a long time to cry. I was really scared of losing other people in my life. I want everyone, including myself to live a long life and die naturally. Sorry for being so morbid. Anyway, it reminded me to carry on with my life and really do the things I wanted to do. It also reminded me how important family and friends are in your life.

9.  Is it easy for you to share your true self in your blog, or are you more comfortable writing posts about other people and events?

Based on the last question, I am comfortable about writing about myself, but I prefer to write about things I love and enjoy, things that have positively influenced or inspired me. (Like books, writing, and movies.)

10.  If you had the choice to sit down and read a book or talk on the phone, which would you do and why?

I would definitely read a book because I can become engrossed in it. I don't like talking on the phone at all. Generally, if I take a phone call, I am on it for less than 2 minutes. I just run out of things to say and it's uncomfortable.

I would like to pass this award on to:

The lovely Donna at Write Now, Write Later and Refusing to Age Gracefully!

The Stylish Blog Award!

I have also recieved this award from the beautifully loving Katie over at Love with Katie, Shah at WordsinSync, The Creative Muslimah at The Creative Muslimah, Dawn at Letters to Princess, and Proud Mom of 3 at The Not always Happy Homemaker Diaries. They all surprised me and I can't thank all of them and Selena enough for making my blogging day! Thank you, my dears!

There are 4 duties to perform to accept this award:

1.  Thank and link back to the person who awarded you this award

2.  Share 7 things about yourself

3.  Award 15 recently discovered great bloggers

4.  Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award!

I'll try and tell you things you may not already know...

1. My favorite genre to write in is Post-Apocalyptic fiction.
2. I took horseback riding lessons for 6 years and begged for a pony every Christmas and Birthday!
3. I've acted in 11 play/musicals/improv shows when I was in highschool and I starred in 3 of them and had the lead in 2 of them.
4. In college, I began my major in graphic design. After 2 years I switched to psychology and after only a month of that, I switched to English with a concentration in creative writing and have never looked back!
5. I graduate in June 2011. Then I am going on the job hunt! If I'm not employed in 7-8 months, I'm going to graduate school for Literacy or Publishing.
6. My favorite flavor of pudding is Pistachio!
7. My favorite season is autumn, even though Northern Michigan seems to skip that season some years.

Next, I will list the 15 people I will award. I have chosen these people for several different reasons. Either, they have a beautiful blog, they are new and need some boosting, or they are beautiful people who have passion for their own blog and others.

I have awarded the following lovely people...

Selena @ The Enchanted Book

Shah @ Wordsinsync

Dawn @ Letters to Princess

Sarah @ This Writer's Life

Lindsay @ Scenic Glory

Rose Works Jewelry @ A Jedi's Musings

Pink Hibiscus @ Daiquiris and Denial

Gypsy Jewels @ Gypsy Jewels

Kit @ Kit's Blogging

Grace @ Loving Life

Susette @ Screenplays by Susette

Creative Muslimah @ The Creative Muslimah

Teri @ Working the Earth

JR Frugal Mom @ Frugality is Free

Frugal Mom @ Story Time Under the Stars

Must-Reads #2: “Uglies 1-4” by Scott Westerfeld

Title: Uglies Series (Uglies, Pretties, Specials, and Extras)

Author: Scott Westerfeld

Publisher: Simon Pulse

Edition: First Simon Pulse Edition, Paperback: March 2005

Back Cover Summary: Tally is about to turn sixteen, and she can't wait. Not for her license -- for turning pretty. In Tally's world, your sixteenth birthday brings an operation that turns you from a repellent ugly into a stunningly attractive pretty and catapults you into a high-tech paradise where your only job is to have a really great time. In just a few weeks Tally will be there.

But Tally's new friend Shay isn't sure she wants to be pretty. She'd rather risk life on the outside. When Shay runs away, Tally learns about a whole new side of the pretty world -- and it isn't very pretty. The authorities offer Tally the worst choice she can imagine: find her friend and turn her in, or never turn pretty at all. The choice Tally makes changes her world forever.

*******

Don’t we all wish to be beautiful? Like, supermodel-with-hair-extensions-flawless-make-up-fresh-wax-skinny-under-perfect-lighting-and-airbrushed-up-the-wazoo pretty? Don’t lie! Well, now what if it was forced upon you at the age of sixteen? Still sound appealing? Yes, we would all love to be pretty, but we all love freewill and choice as well.

This is the same dilemma that Tally Youngblood faces.

High Notes: One of the really great things about this book was how it combated today’s obsession with beauty. Yes, we all want to be beautiful. But what if beauty became mandatory? Then, it doesn’t sound so appealing. Yet, you know people who would do it. Don’t you? Plenty of Tally’s friends had done it before her. Tally’s best friend Peris, who loved sneaking out in the middle of the night, causing trouble, defying authority with Tally, still went through the transformation. Even Tally considered it many times. However, she eventually runs away in order to discover what really happens when a person becomes “pretty.” Turns out that it isn’t so pretty at all.

Another high point was the development of the society Tally lives in. I’ve read a few dystopian novels, but this has been one of the most interesting. Everything appears to be simple, from the names of the towns (New Pretty Town, Uglyville, The Rusties, The Smoke, etc.), to the different characteristics of people who live there, to their slang. Yet, there are many layers of controversy and more and more to learn as Tally discovers ever places’ little secrets.

Low Notes: The lowest note is Tally’s transformation in the third book, “Specials.” As you can imagine, Tally is an Ugly in “Uglies,” a Pretty in “Pretties,” and a Special in “Specials.” (The person in “Extras” is also an “Extra,” but that’s a different character.) Anyway, you get to know and love Tally as an Ugly, and even when she is turned into a Pretty she’s fighting it the whole time, so she doesn’t feel all that different. However, when she becomes a Special she changes a lot; almost too much. She’s harder, meaner, blunter, all characteristics of Specials, but not of Tally. It takes a bit of getting used to. (If you ever get used to it.) Nevertheless, I guess it was inevitable so it’s really nothing to get too hung up on.

Ratings:

Character Development: 4/5

Dialogue: 5/5

Prose: 4/5

Believability: 4.5/5

Style and Grammar: 4.5/5

Overall Rating: 88% Unique!

Happy 23rd Birthday to Me!

Yes, today is my 23rd birthday! As always, I don't feel any older, but perhaps a little bit wiser. It just happens over night, like fairy dust is sprinkled over me while I sleep, and when I wake up...BAM! I'm just more clever and deep. That is a joke by the way.

No, I love birthdays, even ones that are as inconveniently placed as mine, right in the middle of all this holiday spirit and new years ruckus. Sometimes I think that June would be a great month to have a birthday. I mean, nothing happens in June, right? When I was younger, I used to have my birthday party in June. Yes, a full 6 months after my actual birthday! Nobody cared about that fact though. They just wanted cake and to go bowling! (I always had my birthday party at the bowling alley.)

Speaking of cake, my birthday cake usually looks nothing like the one above, although I do love all the colors. When I was younger, I used to decorate my own cake. I even made a Lion King cake once with a river, stones, grass, sparkles, and Simba and Nala toys on top. It was AWESOME. I wish I had pictures. Anyway, now my mom buys cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory and it's the best. She tried to make me a cheesecake last year, but it didn't turn out so great so we're going back to The Cheesecake Factory.

Anyway, looking forward to it all. I don't think there is really anything special that happens when you turn 23. I mean, when you turn 16 you can drive; when you turn 18 you can buy cigarettes (I don't smoke) or rent porn (I don't do that either) or vote (everyone seems to forget this, but I do vote); when you turn 21 you can drink (yes, I do that, but in moderation), but when you turn 23...nothing! I guess that's okay though. Honestly, my favorite year was 17 because I could finally go and buy a rated R movie ticket without a parent! Then, when I turn 18, I could buy rated R tickets for small children (AKA: my friends who were still 16.) What a blast!

Anyway, I'm off to enjoy the day. I'll talk to all you lovely people later!

You Knew I Wouldn't Be Able to Resist a Blog Hop for Book Reviews!!!

I usually don't do this, but this blog hop is so up my alley that I couldn't resist!

It's called The Book Lover's Blog Hop and is for anyone and everyone that writes book reviews and is looking to share their words on books they have read. Or, you could just love to read book reviews in order to find that next great read!

I just posted my first book review on Nicholas Sparks' "The Last Song" (http://whosyoureditor.blogspot.com/2010/11/book-review-1-last-song-by-nicholas.html) and I hope to be able to add my other book reviews as well.

Anyway, just click on the lovely button above and check it out!

Also, be looking forward to my next book review on Scott Westerfeld's "Uglies" that is coming soon!

Day Seven of Poetry Week: Free Verse Poems

The name “free verse” tends to speak for itself. No other kind of poetry has such horizons. It’s limitless in its possibilities. Each should look and sound different than the next.

Free verse is my personal favorite form of poetry. It allows me to write most anything and call it poetry. Nothing feels forced and the words can speak merely for themselves.

If you ever take a college course in creative writing, the Professor will most likely teach the class free verse poetry first. It helps writers depend more on their words and less on the gimmick of some rhymes or form.

Definition: Free Verse is a form of Poetry composed of either rhymed or unrhymed lines that have no set fixed metrical pattern. The early 20th-century poets were the first to write what they called "free verse" which allowed them to break from the formula and rigidity of traditional poetry.

*****Examples*****

This is not the first poem of mine that has been published, but it is the one that I am most proud of!

Who Will Be There

By: AubrieAnne (2007)

What cruel wind tears us apart?

When hands can no longer be used as canes,

We are sure to fall.

Not on stones, but on layers of separation.

And who's to care when we’re alone?

And when the wind bellows,

False whispers in its wake,

Who will be there to comfort us?

Like I mentioned before, free verse is limitless. That means that you can even add a picture to go along with your poetry!

Would You Dance with Me?

By: AubrieAnne (2009)

Would you dance with me?

If I asked you to?

Like the way we did before?

You’d move for me

And I’d meld with you

Our bodies becoming one

Would you dance with me?

In the cobbled streets?

With others watching on?

You’d lead the way

And I’d follow you

Two dancers moving as one

Would you dance with me?

Under a full moon’s light?

With no one else around?

You’d find a beat

And I’d strum along

Our feet gliding as one

Would you dance with me?

Like lovers do?

Not wanting it to end?

You’d hold me close

And I’d want you to

Two people dancing as one

Would you dance with me?

At this very moment?

Before the music ends?

You’d stop time

And I’d let you

Our lips meeting the other one

*****Questions*****

What do you like the most about free verse poetry, if anything?

What do you dislike the most about free verse poetry, if anything?

Please share any of your free verse poetry!

What form of poetry do you write the most?

If you don’t write poetry, what form of poetry do you read the most?

Day Six of Poetry Week: Enjambment and End Stops

You’ve probably used enjambment and end stops in all of your own poetry; perhaps without even knowing it. Both enjambment and end stops are fundamental elements of poetry. Each line in a piece of poetry can usually be classified as either.

Definitions:

1.      Enjambment: the continuation of a sentence form one line or couplet into the next.

2.      End stop: a grammatical pause at the end of a line of verse (such as a period, colon, semi-colon, comma, etc.)

NOTE: If you punctuate your poetry it is easier to identify each line as either enjambment or end stop.

*****Examples*****

Enjambment: All lines are examples of enjambment unless otherwise stated.

Petals

By: Aubrie Anne (2008)

My daughter’s reflection in the mirror

Contradicts everything about me. (End stop)

Her young and sturdy shoulders

Are not yet burdened by the weight of the world; (End stop)

Whereas I cripple at the sight of the cooled morning air. (End stop)

Her gleaming hair reflects rays of sunshine

While mine, limped curls that absorb the dry air and crinkle at its roots. (End stop)

My lines are deep and hallow

As hers become smoothed and defined. (End stop)

She’s in a prime I surpassed years ago

While I’m a barren wasteland that has been emptied

Month by month, no longer able to create. (End stop)

And her, supple and full, able to give way to pleasure

Without a sense of uselessness. (End stop)

She’s a sweet rose that only need be picked. (End stop)

And I, whose petals have already been plucked one by one

And left to rot on the floor. (End stop)

Why is it, she is of my own making

And yet she’s taken a place I once held so dear; (End stop)

One of youth and adventure. (End stop)

I’ve been replaced. (End stop)

End stop: All lines are examples of end stop.

The Raisin and the Rose

By: Aubrie Anne (2008)

She brushes my locks out every night.

Long tresses are pulled and shined.

Her own withered curls fall out of place,

A mane overtaken by the color of salt.

My posture young, weightless and steady,

Her own hunched, crippled by stress.

Why is it we are moving away from each other?

Both growing, but one taller and the other older.

I seek the life outside, unfamiliar experiences at my fingertips.

She finds solace inside, safety in common comforts.

As I am ready to emerge, choosing a life, a profession, a lover,

She decides scrambled or boiled, wash or dry, Wal-Mart or K-Mart.

She’s shrivels, like a raisin forgotten on the vine.

And I, a rose, spotted from a distance, ready to be picked.

She’s a Queen, not quite jealous of her daughter’s youth and beauty,

But never forgetting, never overlooking,

That someday this girl will take the throne.

She will be replaced.

*****Questions*****

Did you know about enjambment or end stops before now?

If so, where did you learn about them?

What do you use more: enjambment or end stops?

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

I don't know about everyone else, but Christmas Eve IS my FAVORITE day in the whole year! Here are a few things that make it so special and unique...

1. My entirely family gathers in one house. That's approximately 40 of us in my grandma's house.
2. We all go to church together. (Don't smite me, but it's the only time I go to church so it's pretty special.)
3. We have a big buffet style feast. EVERYTHING is homemade! (My grandma will scold you if you bring food from a store.) And it's MEDITERRANEAN style. Some people do hams or turkey. We do kibbe and grape leaves! (Yum Yum!) If you're wondering why we do this, it's because my grandfather was Lebanese and Syrian.
4. We open presents on Christmas Eve! We open presents from Grandma and then we play a White Elephant game. I don't know if anyone knows what this is, but here's the gist...Everyone brings one unlabelled present and places it in the middle of the room, everyone draws numbers, the person with the number 1 has to choose a present in the middle and open it, then share what the present is with the rest of the family, the person with the number two can then steal that present or choose from the middle, and so on, and so on. It's a hundred times more fun than exchanging presents! Oh! We also have a $25 limit so no one goes too crazy.
5. SNOW! We get so much beautiful snow and all the cousins go out and play in it! We have snowball fights, build forts, go sledding, and snowmobiling!
6. CARDS! My entire family is filled with card playing FREAKS! We have one book that records everyone's score from the last 20 years or so. What games do we play, you ask? I don't know if anyone will know what these games are (I've only met one other person who knows what I am talking about) but we play Hand and Foot, and Shang Hai! SO MUCH FUN!

Well, that's what makes Christmas Eve the best day of the year for me!

How about you guys...
Is Christmas Eve your favorite day of the year? If so, why? If not, which day is?
What are you doing for the Christmas weekend?

I can't wait to hear all of your stories when I get back on Sunday!

Day Five of Poetry Week: Epic Poems

I really enjoy epic poems! I like to read them and I like to write them. Of course, I have never written something as long or amazing as The Iliad. However, the romance of heroes and heroines is never lost on me.

Definition: Epic poems are long, serious poems that tell the story of a heroic figure.

Famous Authors: Homer (?-? Perhaps 800s or 1100s) and Dante Alighieri (1265-1321)

Form: There is no specific form for all epic poems. It generally changes depending on what's popular during the era or depending on who is writing it. Usually, just choose a rhyme scheme, if any, then a number of lines in a stanza, and a general length or meter for each line and just stick with it through out the whole poem (unless you have a good reason for mixing it up along the way.) I feel that readers seek a pattern, perhaps even unconsciously. It may help them become familiar with the poem and more at ease while reading it, especially for an extended period of time if your poem turns out to be quite long.

*****Example*****

Solitary Dancer in the Night

By: Aubrie Anne (2009)

A rolling fog spread like butter

Across the silent waves of water.

Not a single sound was heard,

Not a whisper, nor a word.

The moon’s brilliant light did lie.

It’s lights could no longer be the guide.

She heard music from across the shore.

It was a melody from a book of lore.

She tried to follow her one true heart,

Prayed, “Angels don’t let me fall apart!”

Her safe haven was not very far away.

Lit candles and a blue star led the way.

Yet, in fear she ran from the hunter’s gaze,

Screaming, “I’ll be lost in all this haze!”

The hunter’s wolves were getting tired.

They would have the girl they required.

This solitary dancer would fall in their hands.

It was their mission, his one and only demand.

If only she had seen the silver owl in tow,

The one her love had sent in woe.

But she did flee from the awful sight.

She would not give to pride nor might.

This little girl was one to survive,

Divorced from vice, born to strive.

It may be the first time the hunter will lose

A pray so delicate, his one and only muse.

For still the solitary dancer does run;

For she yields to no one, nothing, none.


*****Questions*****


Have you ever read an epic poem?
Which ones?
Have you ever written an epic poem?
Please share.

Day Four of Poetry Week: Ironic Poems

Ironic poems were introduced to me in my first creative writing class. At first, I found them difficult to understand. Catching irony was never a strong suit of mine, along with catching when people were joking about something, but then I discovered that irony can be subtle, elegant, and have a magical innocence (which I often seek in my poetry. I'm not going for a pessimistic or satirical kind of irony.)

For me, there is a thought process when it comes to ironic poems. I definitely have to start with a story and find some irony in it before I can complete it. Maybe, for a few of you, it will come very naturally. (Crossing fingers!)

Definition: a poem that illustrates a situation, or a use of language, involving some kind of discrepancy. The result of an action or situation is the reverse of what is expected.

Famous Example: from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “Rime of the Ancient Mariner”

Water, water, everywhere,

Nor any drop to drink.

*****Examples*****

If Pennies Could Buy Wishes

Aubrie Anne (2008)

A girl sat by a fountain

With a penny in her hand

All she had to do was throw the coin

And wishes were at her command

With eyes closed tight

And a firm sure grip

She let the penny fly

It landed with a reassuring splash

Now all she had to do was stand by

But years had passed

And the girl grew wise

She found pennies could never buy wishes

Next time she’d use a dime

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Dreaming Becomes the Lie

Aubrie Anne (2008)

Dreaming comes so easily

Because I’ve dreamed my entire life

I’ve seen the woman I would become

I’ve seen the man I’m suppose to love

I’ve seen brilliant flashes

From a life I want to lead

The images have all passed before me

They’re lies I want to believe

And I wake up from an endless nightmare

To find I’ve yet to live

*****Questions*****

Have you ever heard of ironic poetry before?
Have you ever tried to write it before?
How'd it go?
Share some with us!
If you've never tried it, would you consider it?

Day Three of Poetry Week: Seventh Century Haikus and Tankas

Haikus and Tankas (Tankas being the oldest) are the two primary forms of Japanese poetry. Their focus often revolves around elements of nature and themes involving the seasons. However, in the seventh century, Haikus and Tankas performed a very important role in Japanese society as secret love letters.

See, after a day of joyfully strolling through the countryside and romping under bushes, in was a polite courtesy for one to write their lover, subtly expressing their thanks and pleasure of the day in a Haiku. Then, an immediate response was required of the lover in the form of a Tanka.

(NOTE: At some times, this was all done through Tankas, as Tankas were thought to be more "elite" and less "common" than a Haiku. However, we will study both forms as thus...)

Definition of Haiku: a form of Japanese verse in three lines of 5,7,5 syllables, usually with an emphasis on the season or a naturalistic theme.

Definition of Tanka: a form of Japanese verse in five lines of 5,7,5,7,7 syllables, the oldest type of poetry in Japan.

Rhyme Scheme?: not traditionally

Haiku: masculine advance

Tanka: feminine response

Origins: Japan

Best Known Author: Basho Matsuo (1644-1694)

*****Examples*****

All Poems are by Aubrie Anne (2010)

Haiku

Tomorrow

The dark is here now (5)
But a light shines distantly (7)

Dawn is approaching (5)

Tanka

Infinite Tomorrows

The sun is rising (5)

Pushing yesterday away (7)

Carrying today (5)

A sign of second chances  (7)

And infinite tomorrows (7)

What do you believe these two lovers are saying to each other?


*****

Haiku

Winter Beauty

Winter snowflakes fall

And bring beauty to all things

Nothing is ugly

Tanka

True Beauty

No, beautiful snow

Cannot fix all things ugly

Hate is ugliness

True beauty lies in the ground

Therefore flowers grow in spring

What's your interpretation of this secret exchange of words?


*****Questions*****

Have you ever heard of a Haiku and/or Tanka?

Have you ever written either?

Please share as always.

Did you learn anything new?

Anything else you would like to know?

Day Two of Poetry Week: Shakespearean Sonnets

Sonnets are said to be one of the most romantic forms of poetry, but for me, they always turn out goofy. Maybe because they are so formed with their exact amount of lines, definate rhyme scheme, and sometimes even a limited meter, I may force the words at times. I assume, that with practice, they will improve over time. Anyway, give sonnets a try! I think they are a great entryway into formed poetry.

Definition: A type of formed poetry with 14 lines, a set rhyme scheme, and an optional meter.

Number of Lines: 14
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG

Meter (optional): each line consists of 10 syllables in iambic pentameter

Origins: Europe, Italian for “little song”

Best Known Author: William Shakespeare (1564-1616). He wrote 154 sonnets.

Note: There are other kinds of Sonnets such as, Petrarchen Sonnets, Occitan Sonnets, Spenserian Sonnet, Modern Sonnet, et cetera. They each vary just a bit (a slightly different rhyme scheme, different number of lines, or a different meter.)

*****Example*****

I'll Sing Your Drowning Song

By Aubrie Anne (2008)

1.      Gone is the melody that made my heart sing (A)

2.      Lost is the memory of the final notes (B)

3.      I feel the emptiness in my every being (A)

4.      It fe1l into the water, I hope it floats (B)

5.      In the water swims my CD player (C)

6.      Can the fish hear it die? (D)

7.      Call the doctor, my mother, the mayor (C)

8.      For I can do nothing but cry (D)

9.      It‘s probably drowned, rested in a watery grave (E)

10.  The fish have gathered there for long (F)

11.  Goodbye my tune, I will be brave (E)

12.  I will sing your drowning song (F)

13.  Someday I’ll move on, you will see (G)

14. I heard about this thing called an MP3 (G)

*****Questions*****

Have you ever written sonnets before?
Please share some with us if you have. If not, give it a go and then share it with us!
Did you find them difficult, like you had to force the words?
What kind of emotion to you feel your sonnets project?
Have you ever written another kind of sonnet besides Shakesperean?