Those Winter Sundays
by Robert Hayden (1913 – 1980)
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?
The first draft of my current work-in-progress, “The Valley,” was completed today. It is a story of a rogue group of 12 soldiers and one army chaplain who begin fighting proxy wars against the establishment who create wars: politicians, bankers, and corporate owners profiting from war.
Hopefully, it will be ready for publication by the end of 2018. Below is a video of the madness that was my life for the past 11 months.
What if people with schizophrenia actually are simply more in sync with or sensitive to negative vibrations in the world or with individuals or groups of people?
Let’s say for sake of argument that proposition is true. Can you imagine being in a group of people, say at work, where you congregate with the same people every day and are connected to everyone’s dark side? Can you imagine how crazy life would seem to people who have that bent?
I would imagine they would spend their time thinking people are out to get them and would be very scared of being around others because they sensed the others’ negative wavelengths. They would then probably have fits of fear disguised as rage and would probably either take themselves out of the group or would be escorted away.
Does that sound familiar to those that we know who have schizophrenia?
If you are a writer and you struggle with actually sitting down and putting words on paper, a Pomodoro timer might do the trick.
Pomodoro timers, for those who don’t know, are basically phone apps that will run for a set amount of time and then go “ding” when the time is up. It will then give you a short rest period and go “ding” again when the break period is over.
Pomodoro timers typically run for 25 minutes and then you have a 5 minute respite period. So, for writers, you can write for 25 minutes. Go balls out if you want. And then you get a 5-minute pee, drink break or whatever you want to do for 5 minutes and then it’s back at it for more 25-on, 5-off periods if you so desire.
I feel that most writers struggle to get into working at certain points in time. And if you have a Pomodoro timer you can tell yourself, “I’ll write for 25 minutes,” and then after you get into it, you will probably write for at least an hour, maybe an hour and a half simply because you started by thinking you were only going to write a short time and then you got into a groove.
It’s a trick, but it works for me when I don’t really have the drive to write sometimes.