http://slow.writerscafe.org/DarMet The original writings of author Daryl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010917 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Journal entry for Tuesday, August 12, 2008. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/302899/ Nobody goes there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/293089/ Self-indulgent musings in rougly poetic form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/292082/ From a writing prompt shared with my friend, Adi: "Wand of Abstractness". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/234639/ Another chapter in my online journal, beginning March 4, 2008. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/227979/ Yes, I really had this dream. The poem was written for a friendly poem-a-day challenge with a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/215724/ Here's one I forgot to re-post. A silly thing, inspired by the desire to some day equal Robert W. Service's great "Cremation of Sam McGee". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/215722/ From a class exercise involving an object-prompted memory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/214431/ From a class assignment to write a short story based upon an actual news item. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213872/ From a class assignment to write our own obituary, except, well, I just couldn't make myself do the usual, dry, boring sort. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213862/ Every hobby has its risks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213806/ Sometimes a picture could be worth more than a thousand words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213780/ Once in a while bits of stray dialogue seem to fall out of the sky and land in my journal while I'm planning to write about other things. This was one of those. It left before turning into something bigger. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213767/ In honor of one met. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/213763/ A friend, a mistress of Abstract Poetry, was trying to teach me her craft. She gave me the title as a prompt, my mind drifted back to the desolation of my first marriage, and this was the result. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/207065/ A home for my poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/207062/ A different sort of love story. (In poem form.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/204305/   I have waited out the long, hot Indian summer day, resting in the cool shade as the sun made a final effort to broil all who dared risk its sight. Soon winter’s tilt will carry us beyond the heat’s easy reach.  I do not fear the sun. I relish its warm caress and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/204210/ A collection of my short horror pieces. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/204189/ It's all in knowing how. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/203947/ Journal entries for Feb. 5, 2008, through _____ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/201100/ From the ashes -- is it a phoenix? Nah, it's too rusty to be a phoenix. And look at those dents, will ya?! No, it's just my daily life in a can. I'm trying yet another new format: seasonal chapters. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarMet/201060/