#18319 - 01/19/08 12:13 PM
What started you writing?
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At fifteen I earned kisses by learning the lyrics of popular songs by heart. Theresa Dillon, never shy about kissing the boys, never kissed me until I sent her a note with the song lyrics that started “Please lock me away and don’t allow the day, here inside where I hide with my loneliness.” Susan Rafferty, an Irish beauty, with flowing red locks, and (I later found out) a stuffed bra, kissed me when she read on the back of her history book “Have I the right to kiss you, you know I’ll always miss you, I’ve loved you from the very start.” I gave up my virginity for her. Both, in the end, were unappreciative of my efforts to love them.
I spent hours at the jukebox writing down lyrics, as many as were popular and gave them to girls as if my own poetry would never mean as much. During the London summer months we’d share the park with girls wearing polka dot dresses, those ones without the shoulder straps, and white ankle socks. In the evenings we’d wear our winkle-pickers, leather jackets, splash on and a handful of Brut and head into town. Two of my pals had BSA motorcycles, so they were fixed up immediately. My gray Honda 50 wouldn’t climb hills carrying a pillion.
Four years later I ferried across the Mersey with my own poetry and songs, inspired by the idea that I would be loved more than any man alive. But life, I found out, is more than someone else’s rhymed prose. After Liverpool, after Peter Sarstedt, after the Troggs and Jerry with his pacemaker pals I headed to Paris, giving my poetry away on the streets. My dreams were in cinemascope, my ambition designed by God himself, but my out of tune piano was no competition for the Citroen horns battling for attention on the Champs Elysees, so I headed to greener pastures.
Cyrano
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#18321 - 01/20/08 04:59 PM
Re: What started you writing?
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Maureen
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Registered: 08/31/04
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Cyrano, Great question. I only began to write about 15 years ago, other than poems when I was a child. I worked as a temp at a reception desk. They didn't want us to read on the job. I had to do something, so I wrote. That was the beginning. I have written several books, self published. Don't sneer at self publishing. Most people only talk about writing. If you write and cannot get a publisher, do it yourself. Who cares? As long as someone is touched by, entertained, or moved by your work, go for it. It is fulfilling. A writer writes. When my fingers start itching, I have to go to the computer, no matter what else is calling me.
P.S. I love your calling! What is with all the anonymous postings? Don't writers want to sign their names anymore?
Maureen
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