I Hear Fictional Poets

We are one third of the way there, my Wicked Luvs, can you believe it? Incredulity is filling me, too. I feel like I have already shared at least 73.6 poems. Seriously; I am collecting more and more justification for my personal rule of not blogging every day (which I obviously broke for this event). I’m proud of you and of me, too, for I know how much work this is. Deliciously satisfying work, though…

For Day 11 of NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015, Create a poem written from the point of view of a fictional character. Do cite the work where the character appears. That way, we can wink at her, him, it… if we wish to.


* Leave a link to your poem, as a comment. Include the title of your entry, and the direct link to your post. Example: “NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015”: https://magalyguerrero.com/napowrimo-with-magaly-guerrero-2015/. Visit other Wicked Darlings and comment on their yum. They might visit you back (it’s polite).

* If you use this prompt, please link it to your post. And if you are feeling extra delicious, link your poem to the main entry. Show others where to go. Spread the word. Linking back to the source will keep you free of flying monkeys… little dogs, too.

I Hear Fictional Poets

23 thoughts on “I Hear Fictional Poets”

  1. Here we are on day 11 and we’re rolling right along. It’s so cool to visit everyone and read their poetry because I swear I can see it developing, changing, and stretching every day. (Remember I’m a teacher and I can’t help but pay attention to development). These prompts push us to new and interesting places and so we must stretch a little bit to meet them. That’s neat! That’s growth. How cool is that?

    Thanks for hosting Magaly and thanks everybody for writing, working and posting everyday.

    I didn’t know if I could make it through this challenge, but I think I can see the finish line and I can also see all of us there at the end of it.


  2. One third done–thanks for that little breath of relief, Magaly. This is another theme I just loved–spent hours trying to think of just what character–Jane Eyre? Gandolf? Montresor? but finally went the more epic, more ancient, more hedgewitchy route:

    Down Below

    will be a bit before I can make the rounds, but I shall be there–so enjoying everyone’s work.

  3. I missed this day. I feel bad that I did, but I was getting free glasses and guess what?! I can read! (again)

    I arrived at RAM (Rural Area Medical) at 6PM on Friday night and didn’t get home until 3:30 on Saturday afternoon. I was number 85 out of hundreds. Then I went to work at a Quinceañera only to discover that I was not HELPing in the kitchen, but suddenly had become HEAD of the kitchen for a party of 80+ people and only one helper showed up. Ahem. Let the record show that I did not return to my abode until after 1AM. Let it further reflect that I should never be put in charge of any kitchen for that many people flying solo.

    I hope I’ll be forgiven. I’ll catch up for the 12th (already posted) and for the 13th, already started. I’m a writer, not a cook. I’m an artist, not a politician. I’m an activist, not a miracle worker.

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